Sir John hesitated, and then continued. "Do you think we are to be disturbed in this way? Make less noise, hussies, or I'll turn you out of the Lodge. How long shall I be kept in this bed?" "That's particularly up to you. Or shall I ask Colonel Anson for a few hints?” “For Heaven’s sake no,” she declared. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside. The air was pungent and leaden. ‘That’s just it. It was one of those old sliding trap affairs, narrow and steep of descent.
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