Winifred Wood was now in her twentieth year. But when she was thinking it over in her room that evening vague and baffling doubts came drifting across this conviction. ’ ‘Yes, but how are you going to find her?’ ‘I will ask—’ She broke off. Sheppard, shuddering violently. He waited for hours after dusk but she never arrived. ’ *** Mrs Chalkney, a long-time friend of the late Mrs Alderley, had been delighted to oblige that lady’s son. If you can do any good with him, it's more than we can. She saw her life before her robbed of all generous illusions, the wrappered life unwrappered forever, vistas of dull responses, crises of makebelieve, years of exacting mutual disregard in a misty garden of fine sentiments. Their houses became a refuge of ill repute, the source of rumor and intrigue in the highest echelons of society.
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