He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. ‘Who’s this, then? Not soldiers again. He saw, without any particular regret, that this year he would have to forego the junket; but there would be ample compensation in the study of these queer youngsters. He was manifestly exerting his mind for her, and she found herself fully disposed to justify his interest. The lady whose husband had been Mayor of Hartlepool looked at Anna and sniffed. ‘Dolt! Muttonheaded oaf! Why the deuce couldn’t he have sent you home?’ Valade cut in at that.
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