Faugh!” She took up the last morsel of roll, and held it delicately between her long slim fingers. During the wet monsoon the west beach was always littered. She was wearing a becoming tea-gown, and it was quite certain that Sir John would not be home for several hours at least. That ring manifestly occupied her thoughts a great deal. His wife met him at the door, and into her hands he delivered his little charge. Spurling in alarm. " Sir Rowland looked at her for a moment, as if he meditated some terrible reply.
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