The man muttered something inaudible, and gathered up the reins. Then the inner door opened abruptly. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. ’ The snaking suspicion rolled through his mind again. ‘Leave it, imbecile. “I wanted to go to an art-student ball of which he disapproved. He climbed on top of her, pressing her into the couch cushions, the gown billowing around them like a cotton candy parachute. She put down the sketch-books and apparatus she had brought with her, pulled out her stool, and sat down. ’ Mrs Sindlesham’s alert glance found his.
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