With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. A single blanket constituted his sole covering at night. "But I can guess what it's for. ‘But the major—’ ‘The major can say nothing at all. The rest she meant to keep for her immediate necessities. ” “Isn’t it.
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