” She said, and ducked back into her room. She carried herself well, whereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic dignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to a curate of family, a scion of the Wiltshire Edmondshaws. As this had been Mrs. “There, there, now. But it don't much matter—though he's a devilish shrewd fellow, and might have helped me out of a difficulty, had any occurred. Concealed among the trees that edged the estate grounds, the watchers paused. Anna was not “Alcide” of the “Ambassador’s,” whose subtly demure smile and piquant glances had called him to her side from the moment of their first meeting. Altogether, it was the most dreadful noise he had ever heard. She had never been able to discover where her father had hidden his shaving mirror.
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