She was dressed in a little white frock, with a very long body, and very short sleeves, which looked (from a certain fullness about the hips,) as if it was intended to be worn with a hoop. I expect Mr. Wood had retired to his own room, where he had just summoned Thames. I am Lucilla Froxfield, you must know. "Mr. ” “When?” “At tea. “I hope,” Annabel answered lazily, “that you have succeeded. I never realized how fabulous all those homemade dishes were. I’ve accustomed myself to think of you— as if you were like every other girl who works at the schools—as something quite outside these possibilities. ‘I had no need of the place, and there was no money, of course. Your husband could have told you that. Mr. “You must not think of me as one. He went into the study and sat down at his table, but not to write. ” He turned to the waiter, who held a wine-card.
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