She felt this was the sensible way out of this oddly sinister situation. Fancy, as they say hereabouts!" What had aroused this open-air monologue was a small tin sign in a window. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. It doesn’t matter with me, but there are at least a dozen young women in Mr. ’ ‘What, even less delightful than Gerald?’ enquired Lucilla, her eyes dancing.
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