" "That, alone, ought to have prevented you from acting as you did, Jack," returned Thames, gravely. He was halfway across the ballroom, where the dancing had ceased for the musicians to take a well-earned rest, when Roding pounced on him. You are without sense and not sympathique in the least. Now for it, Thames! Make as great a row as you can to divert his attention. ” True summer descended like a sticky fever upon August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that seemed to hang from the trees like mucus. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow satin apron, trimmed with white Persian.
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