The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. ‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. She only weighed about 100 pounds and she was about 5’9”, much taller than you and I. . I came to London to look for you, and somehow the figure I saw in my dreams had got mixed up with you. She had prepared herself to meet violent protest, a recurrence of that burning glance. And now I break the seals—for you.
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