Then instinct took over. She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. Miss Stanley hesitated, and took first one and then another of the constituents of this costume off its peg and surveyed it. Though he walked by the side of the governor, he seldom exchanged a word with him, but appeared wholly absorbed in the contemplations inspired by a broadbowled Dutch pipe. “I’m so glad you’re here, Peter,” she said.
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