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There was a very white-faced youngster of eighteen who brushed back his hair exactly in Russell’s manner, and was disposed to be uncomfortably silent when he was near her, and to whom she felt it was only Christian kindness to be consistently pleasant; and a lax young man of five-and-twenty in navy blue, who mingled Marx and Bebel with the more orthodox gods of the biological pantheon. He thought of her and himself, and no longer in that vein of incidental adventure in which he had begun. “Can you give me any information as to this affair?” he asked. . Three more people came to meet them at the door. ‘I live in Kent. ‘So now we come to it.
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