And a custom had grown up of a general tea at four o’clock, under the auspices of a Miss Garvice, a tall and graceful girl of distinguished intellectual incompetence, in whom the hostess instinct seemed to be abnormally developed. Little things, almost impalpable, had happened to justify that doubt; something in his manner had belied his words. The softly glittering summer stars! She saw them shining over mountains of snow, over valleys of haze and warm darkness. It had certainly caused some havoc in the uninhabited mansion, chewing through Holland covers to get at the furniture beneath, and knocking down a fire guard and a couple of wooden stands. I imagine that even you must realize that this is of some importance.
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