’ ‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield. ” She looked up at him, and found he was watching her closely. She was obliged to concede that his features were pleasing, his strength and vitality attractive; and there was no denying how well this uniform of a militia suited his figure, which was lean and powerful both. She had always had a wonderful ear for phrasing, even back in the days of the viol. ‘I live in Kent. She wanted to turn him. Passing at a glance over the whole of the intervening period; leaving in the words of the poet, —The growth untried Of that wide gap— we shall resume our narrative at the beginning of June, 1715. The brown house, almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as pitch in the gloom. The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards. You have changed from the veriest butterfly to a woman—you wear different clothes, you have the air of another world. "She travelled alone; and she is the purest woman God ever permitted to inhabit the earth. Anna nodded as she briskly crossed the pavement. 92 She did not notice the police car sitting near the Beck house until they were pulling into the driveway.
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