The woollen-draper looked at his watch. It would be useless to tell her to go back, even heartless; and yet he could not advise her to go on, blindly, not knowing whether her aunt was dead or alive. “That beast of a fellow is certain to be hanging about. ‘Shocked you, have I? We weren’t mealy-mouthed in my day, my boy. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. ’ ‘Gammon,’ interrupted Hilary scornfully. Here they would be having lunch. Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid, pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams of homework and unable to be reached by phone. That was something in his favour.
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