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She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. . " "So have we all. " "Who?" almost screamed Mrs. Stanley pointed to the letter with a pipe he had drawn from his jacket pocket. It heralded you, promised you. She had looked up from her seat at the small round table in the centre of the parlour which, together with the wooden armchairs beside the small fireplace, and a sideboard next the single casement, was all the furniture the place afforded. You have to come over to my house. ’ Gerald was staring at her, an arrested expression on his face. "Stay, dear Thames!—stay!" cried the little girl.
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