Now it occurred to him that to show her the sealed letter would be a better way. ‘Of course not,’ snapped his friend. 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. I can’t forget about your sister.
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