’ But she reckoned without the fellow Trodger. ’ ‘Not, I trust, Nicholas Charvill?’ ‘Hardly. She gave me an impression of a sort of patched quilt; little bits of patterned stuff coming up again and again. I arrived here with something less than five pounds in my pocket. It seemed to her at this moment that there was nothing left for her to do.
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