" "'Zounds! Captain, I shall get my death of cold. ” “I suppose,” said Constance, stencilling away at bright pink petals, “it’s our lot. She and Courtlaw drove homewards together. I must have something in hand. " A deep indignant groan followed. ” Like most men who lie but seldom, he lied well. ” She went on, with a desperate attempt to be easy and colloquial: “You see, we were rather good friends, I thought, and now perhaps it will be difficult for us to get back to the old friendly footing. It was clear she wanted to get away from home, that she was impatient to get away from home. Besides, the sun had gone in and it looked like rain.
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