Died short, I suppose, and the girls had to shift for themselves. She was not obliged to go to the Tredgold College, because as yet the College had not settled down for the session. Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as preoccupied with them. ” “What did your aunt say?” “She didn’t even kiss me. Gerald frowned. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. I just like you, Mary, and we’ve had a lot of fun. Prudence attacked her chicken wing.
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