Oh the back of her arm she found the faintest down of hair in the world. It is a plain case of alcoholic stupor. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine. ’ Gerald hissed in a doubtful breath. She was trembling a little. Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as preoccupied with them.
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