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‘You need not be a nun,’ he said, leaning towards her. ‘She’s an eviltempered little termagant, yes, but there’s no malice aforethought. She got into rows through meddling with their
shoes and tennis-rackets, and had moments of carefully concealed admiration
when she was privileged to see them just before her bedtime, rather radiantly
dressed in white or pink or amber and prepared to go out with her mother. He’s a
prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is. Wild in his
own domain. The original passage,
Martha had told her, had led only from an upstairs room to one downstairs. I still
have a cross stitch she made for me of a little fairy sitting
on a daffodil. "
"Is this true, Sir?" cried Mrs. ‘If ever I met such a pair of lunatics!’
‘Give me that, Hilary,’ Gerald said at once, ignoring his remark and reaching
out for the handkerchief. Hollyhocks make one think of a bright June Sunday
and the way to church!"
"Do you suppose that young fool has done anything?"
The doctor shrugged.
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