. ’ ‘Captain Roding, sir,’ put in Gerald, adding on a jocular note, ‘Another of the green whippersnappers you had to contend with some years back. She drew up a chair and sat down, putting her palm on the damp, cold forehead. ” She turned herself to one side and propped her head in her hand. ’ ‘And was not she put out?’ demanded Miss Froxfield with a tinkling laugh. For all that she was of exceptional intellectual enterprise, she had never yet considered these things with unaverted eyes. ” Sir John seated himself deliberately. . They reached Wimbledon, and Ramage whipped out to hand Miss Stanley to the platform as though she had been a duchess, and she descended as though such attentions from middle-aged, but still gallant, merchants were a matter of course. He pulled rein at the sight of her, saluted, and regarded her with his rather too protuberant eyes. Instinctively she had fallen into the posture of the poster, her hands behind her, her head bent slightly forward, her chin uplifted, her eyes bright with the drollery of the song.
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