Then for the first time she was conscious of an unaccountable and terrifying sensation. ” “DUSTING!” said Miss Miniver, in a sepulchral voice. " "Keep it," said Trenchard, haughtily. It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. “She’s going to have some sort of meal with the Widgetts down the Avenue, and go up with them.
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