Miss Stanley walked round the garden thinking, and presently house and garden reverberated to Ann Veronica’s slamming of the front door. She was at the end of girlhood and on the eve of a woman’s crowning experience. She had animated dark blue-gray eyes under her fine eyebrows, and dark brown hair that rolled back simply and effectively from her broad low forehead. Wood was once a favourite of yours. ‘Unheard of, ain’t it? To tell the truth, I half expected him to leave everything to one of his doxies. \" His tone was weak and conciliatory. From under his pillow he dragged forth the key to the trunk. Wild had escaped.
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