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 And Jean the versatile, Jean the ever ready to talk, Jean of the school playground, of the diving raft, of the beaches and mountains, of the picture studio, of city and country alike, turned a small, quivering back, and silent, wordless, walked away.

Jamie went up to his door alone to find out what the premonition had been that had kept him from bringing the child with him.