One point in her narrative stood out beyond all others. People hounded him about the disappearances mercilessly for weeks after the concert, first the police, then the Becks, then people from school. Teddy went round by the garden backs and dropped the bag over the fence. Then began expostulations, preluded by a telegram and headed by her aunt. “I think, aunt,” she said, “you might trust to my self-respect to keep me out of that. She often found herself absorbed by watching the tall grass undulate from the cave’s central doorway as solitary hunters prowled for buffalo and stag on the plain. Absolutely. Supper was over.
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