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ALL day, Dulcie had seen scarcely anything of Norman. He seemed unable to settle to his work, but came and went, walked in and walked out, and was perpetually on the go, in a purposeless fashion. His face was stamped with lines of misery, which no forced smiles could hide.
Her heart ached for him, yet she was powerless to give help, for he evaded inquiries, and refused to admit that aught was wrong.