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at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - An appalling crash, piercing
shrieks, a loud, unequal quarrel on a staircase, the sharp bang of
a door.... Edith started up from her restful corner on the blue
sofa by the fire, where she had been thinking about her guest, and
rushed to the door. 'Archie - chie Come here directly What's that
noise?' A boy of ten came calmly into the room. 'It wasn't me that
made the noise, ' he said, 'it was Madame Frabelle.' His mother
looked at him. He was a handsome, fair boy with clear grey eyes
that looked you straight in the face without telling you anything
at all, long eyelashes that softened, but gave a sly humour to his
glance, a round face, a very large forehead, and smooth
straw-coloured hair. Already at this early age he had the
expressionless reserve of the public school where he was to be
sent, with something of the suave superiority of the university for
which he was intended. Edith thought he inherited both of these
traits from her.
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