They reached Wimbledon, and Ramage whipped out to hand Miss Stanley to
the platform as though she had been a duchess, and she descended as though
such attentions from middle-aged, but still gallant, merchants were a matter of
course. He barely shook the rose petals from her
hair. "That is very kind of you, but I am on
my way to America. I
almost wish we hadn't come. ”
She became aware of her aunt, through the panes of the greenhouse,
advancing with an air of serene unconsciousness from among the raspberry
canes. “I do not know what you mean,” he said, “but if you are referring to any little
coolness since our marriage let us never speak of it again. ‘Your mystery lady, I mean. Blueskin goes with me.
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