The rain smelled of the Tyrrhenian Sea, which lay only a few paces beyond the manor's white sea-soaked walls. “It’s unforgivable of me to call, Miss Stanley,” he said, shaking hands in a peculiar, high, fashionable manner; “but you know you said we might be friends. E. . I'm glad to recognise you. “Shhh. ” His lips tightened, and he frowned with solemn resolution. The man who came to our rooms, you know, that night was his friend. “It’s the spring,” he said.
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