’ ‘But I can’t leave you, miss. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. From one window the beach was always visible; from another, the stores. ’ Ignoring this, the major slipped his hands about her waist and lifted her to her feet. ” She refused. “Excellent fellow!” he answered a little irrelevantly. “I changed my last shilling yesterday.
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