In the flagged entrance hallway at the bottom, where extra light came in from a window above the double doors, it was easy enough to distinguish a family group, and a landscape which clearly included Remenham House in the distance. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. Marina had retired to bed, drinking wine slowly, sleeping when she was not drinking. Dim souls flitted about her, not only speaking but it would seem even thinking in undertones. “I have no wish,” he said, “to altogether ignore the fact that you are my wife’s sister, and have therefore a certain claim upon me. It is my business to know most people. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say.
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