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"He is our landlord," says Mona, calmly, but with uplifted brows, stopping short in the middle of the road to regard him with astonishment. We must go back one hour. Lady Lilias Eaton has come and gone. It is now a quarter to five, and Violet is pouring out tea in the library. On his way home Cold Maker again passed the Sand Hills. Entering the country was an old woman bent with age and crippled..
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