“Heavens, look at the time!” she exclaimed. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. Terence, meanwhile, who had followed him, did not remain silent, but recapitulated his story, for the benefit of Mrs.
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