‘Certainly I have them with me. “We are only in the dawn of the Age of Friendship,” he said, “when interest, I suppose, will take the place of passions. " Lady Trafford sighed deeply. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. She would not be driven in by this persistent, sneaking aggression. Her name, he said, was as pretty as its wearer. By the time I had recovered myself she had gone. She almost sprang to her feet. ” “Well, why not?” Lady Lescelles asked, smiling. The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood.
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