The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. She gazed with a quiet detachment toward the window and the Oxford Street traffic, and in her heart she was busy kicking this man to death. And now, come and sit by me, my dear, and let's have a little quiet chat together. There was nothing in the pockets of the coat. ‘I allow anyone in. Better come another morning.
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