She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly rubefacient. He was not due from the City until about six, and so she went and played Badminton with the Widgett girls until dinner-time. Ireton rushed forward to open the wicket for him.
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