But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. “What of her? Have you quarrelled with her?” The girl shook her head. At times I swear I’ve never met a more jaded fifteen-year-old, and your lie about being sixteen didn’t get by me for one second, believe it. “No, he wouldn’t come here of all places—just now. . ” “How delightful!” exclaimed Anna. ” “I have a clue, at any rate,” he remarked, smiling. They sat face to face beneath an experienced-looking rucksack and a brand new portmanteau and a leather handbag, in the afternoon-boat train that goes from Charing Cross to Folkestone for Boulogne.
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