. . . Then he looked across at Mrs Sindlesham. “How odd that I should almost spring into your arms just on my doorstep!” she remarked gaily. She did not remember him, but he said that he had introduced himself to her when she was visiting the butcher's family. He looked at her, his eyes filled with excited terror and astonishment at her move. ‘But for how long?’ Lady Bicknacre asked apprehensively. A disconcerting gray eye that had a mystifying depth.
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