A slow horror was dawning in his fixed eyes. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. Perhaps an hour passed before she laid aside the book. ‘I take it that you like this great-niece of mine?’ ‘One cannot help but do so.
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