A door slammed. They could not have called it a fatal motor accident if he had not been dead. ‘Go and fetch her home,’ he said; ‘it isn’t what we thought! It’s just a practical joke of hers. Byby. Hurry. Why not? Imagine I’ve had a fit of hysteria—and that I’ve come round. Does it?” “I think it does. She is a woman chosen in youth for her beauty and her intelligence. Don’t say anything, she thought to herself, say nothing more, Martin. Lord Charvill champed upon an invisible bit for a moment or two, closing the gap between himself and the girl, and muttering the name to himself in an overwrought sort of way.
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