CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. ” She shrugged her shoulders. Miss Miniver looked over her glasses at her friend almost balefully. ” “And mine,” murmured his companion, with the smile still lingering upon his lips. The flight. Why aren’t you folded up clean in lavender—as every young woman ought to be? What have you been doing with yourself?. .
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