“Annabel! Why, what on earth have you been doing to yourself, child?” she exclaimed. She sat on the edge of the bed —the wardress was too busy with the flood of arrivals that day to discover that she had it down—and her skin was shivering from the contact of these garments. ’ She drew a heavy breath. ‘Yes, ma’am,’ agreed Gerald with a grin. The air might be cool, but half an hour without head-gear was an invitation to sunstroke.
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