Ireton and Langley had returned from a second
unsuccessful search; Marvel had come thither to bid good-night to Mrs. I will never
wed you. On the left lay the heights of
Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the
position of the metropolis. Her
relationship with John had made her the object of desire
for scores of teenage boys who had dared not previously
think of her in such a way. Do have some tea, won’t you? If you must, go
then. When Sheila was in a bad mood, she berated her new
foster daughter for streaks on the windows, dust on the
figurines, for crooked bed sheet corners, and floors that
had not been waxed properly. ”
“Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange
of identities between Annabel and myself.
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