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Her features are the same, yet the change has written its mark into her face. “I beg your pardon,” he said, “but you appear to be a fellow countrywoman of mine, and in some distress. “She thinks that Missy is trying to turn me into a punk or a Goth. ” She peered at him through the semi-blackness. “You decline to help us in any way, then,” he said. Stanley regarded him through his glasses with something approaching animosity. Wood, meantime, had not remained idle. ’ ‘You saw? Where were you? How did you see?’ ‘Your heroic milice are not as clever as they thought. The major might not indulge in this sort of flirtation in the ordinary way, but he had seen enough among his army colleagues to know just how to go about it. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise.
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