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It seemed at this moment, however, that there was not going to be any “fun”, and Captain Roding said so. And when she took and married that Mr Charvill, we didn’t think to see her at Remenham House no more. Businesswomen in pointy-toed shoes swooned coyly in his direction, tipping their noses over their glossy magazines to admire 273 him. Her head rose. The low ceiling made him seem abnormally tall. His reputation was slightly tainted by his marriage to her mother, an exotic blue-eyed raven-haired beauty, a Gypsy doll with a clandestine heritage. There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings.

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