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’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest. She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. The terror faded from her eyes. “Let me add too that I am thankful for your decision. She turned to Martha as the lad exited by the back door, but her nurse forestalled anything she might have said. A traffic of copious barges slumbered over the face of the river-barges either altogether stagnant or dreaming along in the wake of fussy tugs; and above circled, urbanely voracious, the London seagulls. The more haste, the worse speed—better the feet slip than the tongue.
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