Hugging them, they crept stealthily around the house, Major Alderley leading, and wasting—so his captain acidly commented—a deal of time checking the windows and doors. She breathed deeply of the starch of his shirt. Fine woman, Lady Trafford—a little on the wane though. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. ’ ‘Lucky indeed,’ answered Gerald, glancing at the pair again.
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