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Updated: June 4, 2025
Soames, who held that torn letter in a hand thrust deep into the side-pocket of his dinner-jacket, said: "I'm going to shut the window; the damp's lifting in." He did so, and stood looking at a David Cox adorning the cream-panelled wall close by. What was she thinking of? He had never understood a woman in his life except Fleur and Fleur not always! His heart beat fast.
Soames, who held that torn letter in a hand thrust deep into the side-pocket of his dinner-jacket, said: "I'm going to shut the window; the damp's lifting in." He did so, and stood looking at a David Cox adorning the cream-panelled wall close by. What was she thinking of? He had never understood a woman in his life except Fleur and Fleur not always! His heart beat fast.
In the cream-panelled drawing-room she was sitting with her elbows on her knees, and her chin on her clasped hands, in front of a white camellia plant which filled the fireplace. That glance at her before she saw him renewed his dread. What was she seeing among those white camellias? "Well, Father!" Soames shook his head. His tongue failed him. This was murderous work!
In the cream-panelled drawing-room she was sitting with her elbows on her knees, and her chin on her clasped hands, in front of a white camellia plant which filled the fireplace. That glance at her before she saw him renewed his dread. What was she seeing among those white camellias? "Well, Father!" Soames shook his head. His tongue failed him. This was murderous work!
Soames, who held that torn letter in a hand thrust deep into the side-pocket of his dinner-jacket, said: "I'm going to shut the window; the damp's lifting in." He did so, and stood looking at a David Cox adorning the cream-panelled wall close by. What was she thinking of? He had never understood a woman in his life except Fleur and Fleur not always! His heart beat fast.
In the cream-panelled drawing-room she was sitting with her elbows on her knees, and her chin on her clasped hands, in front of a white camellia plant which filled the fireplace. That glance at her before she saw him renewed his dread. What was she seeing among those white camellias? "Well, Father!" Soames shook his head. His tongue failed him. This was murderous work!
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