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”
Mary
’
s
voice
came
,
cool
and
liquid
:
“
Have
you
any
right
to
criticize
my
actions
?
”
“
It
will
be
the
talk
of
the
village
!
My
mother
was
only
buried
on
Saturday
,
and
here
you
are
gadding
about
with
the
fellow
.
”
“
Oh
,
”
she
shrugged
her
shoulders
,
“
if
it
is
only
village
gossip
that
you
mind
!
”
“
But
it
isn
’
t
.
I
’
ve
had
enough
of
the
fellow
hanging
about
.
He
’
s
a
Polish
Jew
,
anyway
.
”
“
A
tinge
of
Jewish
blood
is
not
a
bad
thing
.
It
leavens
the
”
—
she
looked
at
him
—
“
stolid
stupidity
of
the
ordinary
Englishman
.
”
Fire
in
her
eyes
,
ice
in
her
voice
.
I
did
not
wonder
that
the
blood
rose
to
John
’
s
face
in
a
crimson
tide
.
“
Mary
!
”
“
Well
?
”
Her
tone
did
not
change
.
