She went about in a negligent November London that had become very dark and foggy and greasy and forbidding indeed, and tried to find that modest but independent employment she had so rashly assumed. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. You must let me do whatever I can for you. He was not, it seemed, the proper stipendiary at all, and there had been some demur to his jurisdiction that had ruffled him. “Very,” and cracked a walnut appreciatively. "Thank Heaven!" she gasped.
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