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’
Good
afternoon
!
’
’
Afternoon
,
my
Lady
!
’
He
saluted
and
turned
abruptly
away
.
She
had
wakened
the
sleeping
dogs
of
old
voracious
anger
in
him
,
anger
against
the
self
-
willed
female
.
And
he
was
powerless
,
powerless
.
He
knew
it
!
And
she
was
angry
against
the
self
-
willed
male
.
A
servant
too
!
She
walked
sullenly
home
.
She
found
Mrs
Bolton
under
the
great
beech
-
tree
on
the
knoll
,
looking
for
her
.
’
I
just
wondered
if
you
’
d
be
coming
,
my
Lady
,
’
the
woman
said
brightly
.
’
Am
I
late
?
’
asked
Connie
.
’
Oh
only
Sir
Clifford
was
waiting
for
his
tea
.
’
’
Why
didn
’
t
you
make
it
then
?
’
’
Oh
,
I
don
’
t
think
it
’
s
hardly
my
place
.
I
don
’
t
think
Sir
Clifford
would
like
it
at
all
,
my
Lady
.
’
’
I
don
’
t
see
why
not
,
’
said
Connie
.
