“Well, I don’t think you told him as much as that, did you?” Lady Lescelles
asked. In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once
because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her
mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. A shiver slid down inside her. At the precise period of this
history, the Jacobite party was full of hope and confidence. But things that a girl of sixteen may do in short skirts are not things to be done
by a young lady of twenty-one in fancy dress and an opera-cloak, and just as she
was coming unaided to an adequate realization of this, she discovered Mr.
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