’ ‘But you don’t look anything like her,’ burst out Mrs Ibstock. The freezing water lapped around her ankles as she ran along its edge, marveling at the thousands of tiny white spiral shells the tide had brought in. They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. “My dear Miss Stanley, when I talked to you the other afternoon of work and politics and such-like things, my mind was all the time resenting it beyond measure.
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