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The man was my husband. Miss Stanley walked round the garden thinking, and presently house and garden reverberated to Ann Veronica’s slamming of the front door. Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. “Lucy. Sheer calculation on his. It was astonishing how seldom it was that his instincts betrayed him. His subconscious sensed the unnaturalness of it and recoiled.
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