‘No one would credit that you are three years older than I. At this moment, a door was opened below; lights gleamed on the walls; and the figures of Rowland and Sir Cecil were distinguished at the foot of the stairs. Each arm of the blouse had the faintest of rings around the elbow, a stain that looked familiar. She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing.
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