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The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. His salvation—if there was to be any—lay in her ignorance of life. She stood, as it were, directed doorward, with her eyes watching every movement, listening to him, repelled by him and yet dimly understanding. ‘I’ll handle her better alone. ‘Let us go elsewhere and discuss the matter. Marvel, who, as he had helped to deprive her of her former husbands, thought himself in duty bound to offer to supply their place. Marvel held her handkerchief to her eyes, and appeared in great distress.
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