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For some reason or other, Mrs. Farnaby seemed to be surprised, for the moment, by my personal appearance. Her husband had, very likely, not told her how young I was. She got over her momentary astonishment, and, signing to me to sit by her on the sofa, said the necessary words of welcome ― evidently thinking something else all the time. The strange miserable eyes looked over my shoulder, instead of looking at me.
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