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“Is that so? Who says?” He demanded, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her with puerile glee. “I am perfectly certain that that man meant to be rude to me. A few yards further off something grey, inert, was lying, a huddled-up heap of humanity twisted into a strange unnatural shape. He was no match for Brendon. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. He would sit in his inner office and compose conversations with her, penetrating, illuminating, and nearly conclusive—conversations that never proved to be of the slightest use at all with her when he met her face to face.
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