It jars with all my ideas. Suddenly she became aware of the fact that he had brought no lunch. She was a woman now to the tips of her fingers; she had said good-bye to her girlhood in the old garden four years and a quarter ago. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child.
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