Pramlay received them in the pretty chintz drawing-room, which opened by French windows on the trim garden, with its croquet lawn, its tennis-net in the middle distance, and its remote rose alley lined with smart dahlias and flaming sunflowers. Her roving eagerness was at all times shaded with shyness, reserve, repression. ’ ‘Leonardo again,’ Gerald muttered and, to her disappointment, dropped her hand. ‘A devil is just what you are. And they admired Kent sedulously from the windows. She came in while he was still in the throes, conviction battling with commonsense, his own apprehension. ” “Who was annoyed?” “Mr. Years ago I marked out an intinerary for myself; but the trip never materialized.
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