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He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. ‘I thought it must be you,’ cried the woman. She was suddenly very aware of the room, the television still blaring, and the chill in the air. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. A smile flickered upon her lips as she glanced towards Brendon, who was very serious indeed. Then she was out of the door and running, fast. " Neither man spoke. “What ought you to do?” “I’ve hunted up all sorts of things.
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