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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. In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. ‘Would you like me to enquire for your mystery lady, Gerald? I know the Comte and Comtesse de St Erme quite well. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. . "I owe you nothing," he repeated, dully. The barometer says nothing, neither the sky nor the water; the skipper has the "feel" that out yonder there's a big blow moving. His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly rubefacient. A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. "But you are a good man, and you'll understand.
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