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“CometoaskmeaboutallTHAT。”hecried。“I’veneverwrittenyet。”
“Oh，amongotherthings。”saidI，withasuddenregrettablepoliteness，andwaivedthetopicofhistrusteeshiptoaskaftermyauntSusan。
“We’llhaveheroutofit。”hesaidsuddenly；“we’llgosomewhere。Wedon’tgetyouinLondoneveryday。”