She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. “Yes. ” She shook her head, snapping out of her reverie. " No sooner had Wood crept through the window, than nature gave way, and he fainted. I see that I am a beast—I beg your pardon, bête—and an imbecile, and an idiot. I kept them on myself till the sight of your empty chair and the chill loneliness of it all nearly sent me mad. Their houses became a refuge of ill repute, the source of rumor and intrigue in the highest echelons of society. It comes to this—am I to be trusted to take care of myself, or am I not?” “To judge from this proposal of yours, I should say not. ‘Oh, are there? You are not quite alone in these adventures of yours, I take it. ’ ‘You’re incorrigible,’ scolded Hilary, beginning to follow.
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