She poured theorange pekoe tea, brought the paper-thin Royal Doulton cup to him andsat beside him on the sofa. Helit a cheroot with a twig from the fire. With his hunter's vision he had picked outthe distant stack of the factory boilerhouse. But now it is too late, far too late.
Isaid dominant, Centaine, not domineering. Hendrick, he whispered, there are many things I want to sayto you, but I do not have the words. Then no moremoney to feed your children, no money to clothe them, not even a fewpounds to pay the little girls for their clever tricks. It's my net, and my fish, Lothar grunted at him as he started the winchwith a clattering roar.
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