She was fine and tender. Within forty-eight hours the girl would be on her way east and the boy see-sawing the South China Sea, for ever moving at absolute angles. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. Neither Charvill nor his heir know anything of your presence in England. ‘It weren’t my wish, miss, I can tell you that.
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