With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. Could she hold him and manage the reins? If only Gerald had not gone. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. ‘I try to be. It was debauching, this—a devilish art which drew such strange allurements from a face and figure almost Madonna-like in their simplicity. I'll speak to McClintock to-night and see if he won't take us for a junket on The Tigress. She gurgled. He righted a chair and sat in it, his face in his hands. A little Cockney recovered it, and made ridiculous attempts to get to her and replace it. Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. Directly in range stood the strange young man, although he was at the far side of the loft.
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