‘That is what she wants, is it?’ ‘Do you blame her?’ he said stiffly. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. “Nigel, Nigel,” she cried. Disappointed puppy-love, and all that. The Return 231 II. She felt herself falling, her bile rising in her 61 throat, the cold wind spinning around her like vertigo.
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