Besides, it did not fit her well, which was why the loose wimple had slipped. A long shrill cat-call in the gallery seemed to be the signal. Kneebone. “What a gloomy person you are!” she murmured. She climbed slowly towards it, keeping close to the hedge side, fragrant with wild roses, and holding her skirts high above the dew-laden grass. Hill’s first night back amongst us, too.
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