“That sounds so uncouth,” she murmured. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. ‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. “But—your people!” she gasped. Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming. ‘But do you not see that he will come again? I think it is better if you, both of you, go and leave me here to find—’ She broke off, looking away. He seemed to deliberate. The aunt laughed. " She showed him the locket; and he studied the face. In response to an almost imperative gesture from the nurse, Anna laid her hand upon his. He talked in the same style, and pretty nearly in the same language; laughed in the same manner, and coughed, or sneezed at the same time.
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