But for the next few days he avoided Cheveney like the plague. I certainly didn’t mean to kiss you. ‘I have only borrowed it. Small wonder she had learned to be self-reliant. There was the same airy grace of movement, the same deep brown hair and alabaster skin. I said, that day at Surbiton, ‘There’s many good things in life, but there’s only one best, and that’s the wild-haired girl who’s pulling away at that oar.
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