Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. “My father’s sisters used once to live in the old manor house. I feel almost inclined to regret the fact. . “It’s either now or never,” she said to herself.
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