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‘They’re off the little list I’d made to get when my ship
         came in.’ He bit his lip.
            Fanny was overcome with emotion. She must turn the
         conversation.
            ‘They was all on thorns to do it; they all paid their shares,
         all except the Queen of Sheba.’
            The Queen of Sheba was Clara.
            ‘And wouldn’t she join?’ Paul asked.
            ‘She didn’t get the chance; we never told her; we wasn’t
         going to have HER bossing THIS show. We didn’t WANT
         her to join.’
            Paul laughed at the woman. He was much moved. At last
         he must go. She was very close to him. Suddenly she flung
         her arms round his neck and kissed him vehemently.
            ‘I  can  give  you  a  kiss  to-day,’  she  said  apologetically.
         ‘You’ve looked so white, it’s made my heart ache.’
            Paul kissed her, and left her. Her arms were so pitifully
         thin that his heart ached also.
            That day he met Clara as he ran downstairs to wash his
         hands at dinner-time.
            ‘You have stayed to dinner!’ he exclaimed. It was unusual
         for her.
            ‘Yes; and I seem to have dined on old surgical-appliance
         stock. I MUST go out now, or I shall feel stale india-rubber
         right through.’
            She lingered. He instantly caught at her wish.
            ‘You are going anywhere?’ he asked.
            They  went  together  up  to  the  Castle.  Outdoors  she
         dressed very plainly, down to ugliness; indoors she always

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