A Duet : a duologue by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
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Abbey and its graves. I always think that we have a vague intuition
as to what will occur to us in life.' 'We can guess what is probable.' 'It amounts to more than that. I had an intuition that I should marry you from the first day that I saw you, and yet it did not seem probable. But deep down in my soul I knew that I should marry you.' 'I knew that I should marry you, Frank, or else that I should never marry at all.' 'There now! We both had it. Well, that IS really wonderful!' They stood among the memorials of all those great people, marvelling at the mysteries of their own small lives. A voice at their elbows brought them back to the present. 'This way, if you please, for the kings,' said the voice. 'They are now starting for the kings.' 'They' proved to be a curiously mixed little group of people who were waiting at the entrance through the enclosure for the arrival of the official guide. There were a tall red-bearded man with a very Scotch accent and a small gentle wife, also an American father with his two bright and enthusiastic daughters, a petty-officer of the navy in his uniform, two young men whose attention was cruelly distracted from the monuments by the American girls, and a dozen other travellers of various sexes and ages. Just as Maude and Frank joined them the guide, a young fresh-faced fellow, came striding up, and they passed |
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