Wood. Wood hadn't struck me. She could not realize what she saw. She would have been amazed if John was even aware of any one of the incidents. His father spoke for him. ’ ‘What?’ ‘Neat little toy. ” Sydney looked at her doubtfully. The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold. She possessed what he affected to despise, but secretly worshipped—the innate charm of breeding. "The Chevalier shall hear of this," whispered the woollen-draper. Chapter Two ‘Our French friends are beginning to form quite a little coterie,’ remarked Gerald, covertly studying the group gathered in an alcove at the other side of Lady Bicknacre’s ballroom.
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