“You appear,” she said, without any sign of anger in her tone, and with unruffled
composure, “to be a very impertinent person. Her girl, Clarice, was ten and
just as pretty as a silver bell. It stunned
her. It seemed to her that her father was in some inexplicable
way meaner-looking than she had supposed, and yet also, as unaccountably,
appealing. His build was medium, he would never
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tower over his peers, yet his shoulders were broadening,
betrayed by an undeveloped set of pectoral muscles
underneath his button-down shirt that she could tell
frustrated him. ‘You see now how dangerous it is to play this lone hand. ”
“It is Number 8, Cavendish Square,” she answered simply. Wood, softening her asperity. ’
She sagged a little suddenly, as if the painful memories in her mind had
exhausted her body. Then
they deliberated whether Bernard Shaw ought to go into Parliament.
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