A row of magnificent, and even then venerable, elms threw their broad arms over this pleasant spot. Did you see Lord Delafield and Miss Anderson? They packed me in with Colonel Anson and Mrs. Last night there had been no time. Now it is—’ ‘What are you doing still here, missie, that’s what I’d like to know?’ demanded the man Trodger, sticking to his guns.
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