Jests are not for seasons like this. Presently she became aware of footsteps hurrying after her, and glanced back to find Miss Klegg, a little out of breath, in pursuit. It’s a mismatch. He hung round those broad waters from noon until three and realized that he had embarked upon a wild-goose chase. Be silent, I say, if you value his safety. It will be horribly dull, and she is a very trying person. CHAPTER XXVI. She fought a compulsive urge to yank his shirt free.
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