" "Company!" echoed Rachel; "at this time of night?" "Company, child," repeated Kneebone. Perhaps I've been mad all these years; I don't know. Their flitting hands were always touching. Mr. ‘Now what?’ The girl’s voice was shaking, and there were, he saw now, angry tears in her eyes. “The conventions do not matter one little bit.
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