” “Quite charming apartments,” Miss Stanley admired; “charming! Everything is so pretty and convenient. ‘I should never have told you. He had abandoned his oars, and the boat was drifting with the stream towards the enemy. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. At least I can’t talk to them. The vast mirrored chamber, with its four little square window bays, two either side of the large raised dais that led to the French doors, was very full of company for the start of the Little Season. Her soul was full of the sense of disaster. He had now reached the adjoining house, and, scaling the roof, approached another building, which seemed to be, at least, one story loftier than its neighbours.
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