“I didn’t understand, Vee. F. Sheppard, with an agonized look at Wood. Beneath the hood it was evident that her rebellious hair was bound up with red silk, and fastened by some device in her ears (unless she had them pierced, which was too dreadful a thing to suppose!) were long brass filigree earrings. Nevertheless Sydney, clumsily, but earnestly, had something to say about it. There were moments when she thought of turning upon this man and talking to him. “I don’t think I CAN do that,” she said. ” 243 She felt a mixture of embarrassment, humiliation, and pride well up in her cheeks, flushing them.
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