“The wrappered life-discipline! One comes to that at last. But heavens, I must pack!” She sprang to her feet and disappeared in the room beyond, from which she emerged a few minutes later with flushed cheeks and dishevelled hair. Cheveney walked away with a shrug of the shoulders. ” “That is why they hissed me, then?” “Of course. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. .
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