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I pity her from the bottom of my heart. But he had shown no desire for information, no curiosity. She had known that Remenham House would be deserted, for Martha—released, as she had carefully explained to her charge, by her vows to God from servitude and obedience to Nicholas Charvill, a mere mortal—had begun a correspondence with a friend of her youth, Mrs Joan Ibstock, née Pottiswick. She could tell that they too would find their legs jutting awkwardly from the petite furniture. But when it came to broaching them, it proved to be much more difficult than she had supposed. I don’t want you to be sad. Stanley wanted to object strongly, but as he could not immediately think how to put it, he contented himself with a grunt, and the motion was carried. ‘You usually do,’ he said lightly. Entering the outer gate, and traversing the broad gravel walk before-mentioned, Jack ascended the steps, and was admitted, on feeing the porter, by another iron gate, into the hospital. He made it impossible not to respond, his arms tightening deliciously around hers.
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