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She stooped and kissed the child, straining her to her almost fiercely. But the child’s lips were cold. She did not look back. “Yes, but it needn’t be you,” suggested Miss Ensor.!
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He looked into her eyes, holding her hand, and she felt his body trembling. She knew he was about to speak, and held up a warning hand. She sent a brief letter round to Phillips, and a telegram to the nurse, preparing them for what she meant to do. She had just time to pack a small trunk and catch the morning train. At Folkestone, she drove first to a house where she herself had once lodged and fixed things to her satisfaction. The nurse was waiting for her in the downstairs room, and opened the door to her. She was opposed to Joan’s interference. But Joan had come prepared for that. “Let me have a talk with her,” she said. “I think I’ve found out what it is that is causing all the trouble.”
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