’ Mrs Ibstock’s lips tightened and she looked away a moment. ’ He nodded. 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. ” When the next holidays came Ann Veronica’s mother was ill, and Gwen was in the sick-room when Ann Veronica returned home. "Here's the door. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. "It won't do to betray the officer," he muttered. “Oh, that. The phone did not ring.
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