\" Mark was tall and skinny, a mop of brown hair over a pillar of freckles. “I have given her two days’ holiday,” Anna answered. Wood, in deploring his wild career, adverted to the melancholy condition to which it had reduced his mother. She found herself mildly entertained by staring at the houses through the rain as she walked home, all cast in a gray blurry film noir gauze of rain. ’ ‘But you must. Await me in the coach.
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