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“My father’s sisters used once to live in the old manor house. She did not answer him, as she did not know what to say. He had “put his foot down,” and said she must not go. I came to London to look for you, and somehow the figure I saw in my dreams had got mixed up with you. She’s big, about 5’10”. Why shouldn’t we be martyrs? There’s nothing else for most of us, anyhow. She taught him all the lore she had; about bird-life and tree-life and the changing mysteries of the sea. ‘Do not look at me so,’ he snapped.
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