” Her voice trembled with suppressed passion. She was a small blonde, not handsome, but with a flair for fashion demonstrated by her elegant chemise gown in the very latest Canterbury muslin, with its low décolletage barely concealed under a fine lawn handkerchief set about her shoulders, and decorated with a mauve satin sash at the waist. “It’s THE Society!” said Miss Miniver. What's all this about, anyhow? You. It was a moment before he recognised that the effect had been similar on all those present, including General Lord Charvill. "He's safe enough, I assure you. The first of these, whom he addressed as Mr. Rather! Who could help it?” He towered up over her and smiled down at her in his fatherly way. It was rude and disrespectful to raise her eyes to him, her mother had warned.
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