“I wonder what he takes me for?” When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict, a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face. ‘You said—who?’ ‘Remenham. The crowding impressions of the previous weeks seemed to run together directly her mind left the chaotic search for employment and came into touch again with a coherent and systematic development of ideas. Wood, meantime, had not remained idle. " "As you please, Sir," replied the tapstress, coolly. Buried under various ancestral sixteenths, smothered under modern thought, liberty of action and bewildering variety of flesh-pots, it was still alive to the extent that it needed only his present state to resuscitate it in all its peculiar force. She could visualize the picture she had presented, particularly the battered papier-mâché kitbag at her feet. ’ Mrs Sindlesham shook with laughter. ‘Seems to me, missie, as you’re as dangerous a female as I’m like to see. The air might be cool, but half an hour without head-gear was an invitation to sunstroke. What CAN she put before that?” His voice began to rise. “I wonder,” said Ramage, “that more girls don’t think as you do and want to strike out in the world. I don’t have to take this shit.
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