"As like as life. I've bumped into so much of the underside that I can't see clean any more. “Of course!” he said. “The one who used to live at Lyndmore. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. He felt her warm breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. ‘But then again, possibly not. The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father.
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