He had been gone entirely one day, for yesterday afternoon he had departed from Remenham House, and she had waited with patience like a saint, and now it was again the afternoon. ‘Did you sigh and flutter your eyelashes?’ ‘Certainly I did. Let him have his honeymoon. Then began expostulations, preluded by a telegram and headed by her aunt. It is dull—deadly dull. Only old librarians and Shirley Temples say that.
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