She gazed steadily out of the window at that arc of glittering lights. She wanted to turn him. What sort of proof? There are no papers at Remenham House. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. They fight over money all of the time. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. ’ He sat on the low wall of the haha and invited her to do the same.
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