The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms. She drew in a deep breath of the sweet mountain air. Then he hovered undecidedly for some seconds with his hands in his pockets and his mouth puckered to a whistle before he turned to go home by the Avenue. " The Wastrel laughed. And mind he doesn't stir out of your sight, on any pretence whatever, till I call. ‘Well, water under the bridge is that, miss. "Go and take your plunge while I attend to breakfast.
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