“Don’t be an ass, Ferringhall,” he said tersely. I was at work at it yesterday and the day before. She had often wondered if Hoddy would ever go back to it. “I suppose you’re like the rest of them. Wood, in indignant surprise. I think that there is no better friend for a girl than a man rather older than herself. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind.
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