The door leading to the front of the house was stealthily opening. “My dear Miss Stanley, when I talked to you the other afternoon of work and politics and such-like things, my mind was all the time resenting it beyond measure. Her father intercepted her, and for a moment she and he struggled with their hands upon the latch. The boat in which he rode was not overset. Teddy overtook her, a little out of breath, his innocent face flushed, his straw-colored hair disordered.
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