During the wet monsoon the west beach was always littered. Her aunt had summoned up an altogether too vivid picture of her father as the masterful man, overbearing, emphatic, sentimental, noisy, aimless. Something about the girl had suggested an idea. He had been ill; no matter about that: he recollected every thought that had led up to it and every act that had consummated the deed. E. "I have it too!" exclaimed Hogarth, busily plying his pencil.
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