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"Now, Uncle Colin! It's really too horrid of you to spy upon me like that! I had no idea you were behind us! I knew old Dmitri was there -- he watches me just as a cat watches a mouse. But I never thought you would be so nasty and mean! " And the girl in her fresh white gown stood at the window of the drawing-room drumming impatiently upon the pane with the tips of her long, white fingers, for it was raining outside.
"My dear Natalia," I said paternally, standing upon the white goat-skin hearthrug, and looking across at her; "I did not watch you intentionally. I travelled by the same train as your friend, and I saw you meet him. Really," I laughed, "you looked a most interesting pair as you walked together down Queen's Road. I left you at the corner of Western Road and went on to the `Metropole."