She tiptoed into the entryway where some decorator had placed a live orchid upon a glassy ebony table. ” He was dressed in his uniform of a Polo shirt and twill pants. She felt as if she had struck them unawares. As she started, rearing up her head, a hand stole about her mouth and closed down hard. Manning’s handwriting had an air of being clear without being easily legible; it was large and rather roundish, with a lack of definition about the letters and a disposition to treat the large ones as liberal-minded people nowadays treat opinions, as all amounting to the same thing really—a yearssmoothed boyish rather than an adult hand. When she released him he ran down the beach for a stick which he fetched and laid at her feet. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. Miss Stanley had determined from the outset to have the warmest affection for her youngest niece and to be a second mother in her life—a second and a better one; but she had found much to battle with, and there was much in herself that Ann Veronica failed to understand. Arrived beneath an aperture in the broken roof, he was preparing to pass through it, when he observed a little heap of tiles upon the floor, which appeared to have been recently dislodged.
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