Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. He would raise her up once again, ply her with silks and jewels again, all of the accoutrements of the new generation: the cars, the toys, the restaurants, and the prestige. “I shall never be able to thank you. Why did he imagine she was making this journey to England? She feigned interest. We fixed that. He suspected a trap. ” She fumbled with her keys and opened the front door.
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