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"Yes, Mr. Alymer," replied Etwald, deliberately, "it reminds me of a man who died." "Let's phone to her and tell her that we all hope Geraldine will soon be well," she said, looking at Elinor with loving confidence. The relish with which Judith pronounced these ominous words made Elinor smile, but Patricia felt only aggravation at what she considered airs on Judith's part..
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