The phone did not ring. "Quite sorry, my good friend, there should have been any misunderstanding between us," observed the woollen-draper. Miss Klegg and the youngest girl made a vigorous attack on Miss Garvice, who had said she thought women lost something infinitely precious by mingling in the conflicts of life. "I didn't imagine for a moment that you'd accept it, but I thought it right to make you the offer. I’ve had a headache all day. Chairs were overturned. See what a horrible rascal you've let loose upon the world!" "I'm sure, mother," rejoined Winifred, "if any one was likely to feel resentment, I was; for no one could be more frightened. " "Anything like that?" "Yes; but the colour is lavender. It was at his side below the breast, hidden by the dark colour of his close-fitting jacket.
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