Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently. I dared not sing, I dared not laugh, except when you went away. Probably the latter, for the thronging ballroom was insufferably hot. I won't keep you long. But, in spite of his general insensibility to such matters, Quilt could not help commenting upon the delicious perfume wafted from the numerous flower-beds past which they were driving. . Her tone was icy. Whenever I feel particularly gregarious, I take the launch and run over to Copeley's and play poker for a couple of days.
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