“Sir John,” her aunt repeated, with thin emphasis, “is coming to see your sister. If he decided to watch television upstairs with his mother, she would probably retire before he did, but she was a light sleeper. Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair. He should never sufficiently be able to regret the return which they had made to her.
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