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The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. But that was all over. ’ ‘She will have taken him with her. To even presume a lustful thought about her was to ask for one’s own death. More than ever Sir John was glad that he had sat down.
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