‘I left a message at home that he should do so as soon as he returned from Kent. She tore open the envelope and read it. ‘Ah, Madame Joan. How did you get your luggage out of the house? Wasn’t it—wasn’t it rather in some respects—rather a lark? It’s one of my regrets for my lost youth. 1.
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