The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. ‘But if you must fight so furiously, I don’t see how I can promise not to do it again. I stole away and walked to the railway station. Quilt's manner, indeed, was that of a man endeavouring to muster up sufficient resolution for the commission of some desperate crime. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back.
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