Most of all she enjoyed the gentle
gratitude of her foster family members, even the teasing
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of Mike, her foster brother, who liked to play food critic
to give her a hard time. Her father
read a draft prospectus warily, and her aunt dropped fragments of her projects for
managing while the cook had a holiday. Advancing to the middle of the chamber, he halted, drew himself up, and fixed
his dark, expressive eyes, on Thames Darrell. You must not, however, accompany me, Jack. She
lunched at a creamery in Great Portland Street, and as the day was full of wintry
sunshine, spent the rest of the lunch-hour in a drowsy gloom, which she
imagined to be thought upon the problems of her position, on a seat in Regent’s
Park. A gaunt, powerful man: no feature of his face decided, and yet
for all that it had the significance of a countenance hewn out of rock. “You are coming in,
aren’t you, Sydney?”
“If I may,” he answered.
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