’ ‘Unless it is Captain Roding,’ put in Lucilla Froxfield from the curved back sofa on the other side of the fireplace. They were delighted. Something in her voice and manner conveyed an effect of unwonted gravity to him. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then down along the valley for the white smoke of the train. He was not due from the City until about six, and so she went and played Badminton with the Widgett girls until dinner-time. "Caught!" shouted the head-turnkey.
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