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The words were scarcely pronounced, when Rowland disappeared. A faint gleam of returning colour gave her at
once a more natural appearance. She hated tricking Shari,
whose joy for life was the only thing that made her naive
enough to fall for laced iced tea or hot cocoa, depending
on the season. They sat face to face beneath an experienced-looking rucksack and a
brand new portmanteau and a leather handbag, in the afternoon-boat train that
goes from Charing Cross to Folkestone for Boulogne. In the next place, she really had some
pretensions to beauty. ‘That is what she wants, is it?’
‘Do you blame her?’ he said stiffly. Arrived there, the porter thundered at the massive door of the Lodge,
which was instantly opened—Shotbolt's note having been received just before. "
"Degrade herself," rejoined Jonathan, brutally.
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