It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed. “Is that so? Who says?” He demanded, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her with puerile glee. “Tell me,” she insisted, “why you look like that. A door slammed.
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