“Allow me. “I’m going for a long tramp, auntie,” she said. She was a trained being—trained by an implacable mother to one end. Coldly she spoke, in a distinctly accented voice. Still he looked hale and hearty, and the country life he led had imparted a ruddier glow to his cheek. “Will they worry about you getting caught in a storm?” She asked him as she viewed black clouds floating in different directions. . ” “Ye—e—es. . Would it be Thérèse?’ She shook her head.
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