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For what she lacked in appearance, Sheila compensated in gossip. Jackson, mean time, produced a pocket-book; and, after deliberately sharpening the point of a pencil, began to write on a blank leaf. ” She suddenly caught hold of his shoulders and drew him down towards her. Pramlay received them in the pretty chintz drawing-room, which opened by French windows on the trim garden, with its croquet lawn, its tennis-net in the middle distance, and its remote rose alley lined with smart dahlias and flaming sunflowers. “It’s bound to be all right,” she said. Wood strained his eyes to catch a glimpse of the flying skiff. It does not matter to him either way. 148 “Sure.

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