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’ Leaning down, she raised the hem of the petticoat of her habit to reveal a neat little pair of boots on her feet. ’ ‘Get going, then,’ Trodger told his men. "Couldn't you speak to him?" "What?—and be insulted for my trouble? No, thank you!" "That is it. Once she heard him mutter, and she leaned down. We went our ways. The road from Surbiton and Epsom ran under the arch, and, like a bright fungoid growth in the ditch, there was now appearing a sort of fourth estate of little redand-white rough-cast villas, with meretricious gables and very brassy windowblinds. Rot, no doubt; but we can’t alter it. She could not help but swoon a little. ’ Melusine hardly dared believe she had heard him aright. As usual the substantive sister—Prudence—did all the talking for the pair; Angelina, the shadow, offered only her submitting nods. ’ For the first time since she had heard the news, Mrs Sindlesham’s features relaxed and a tiny smile appeared. “You go home,” he said, at parting; “you go home. Nothing else so quickly establishes the condition of comradeship as the sharing of a laughable incident.
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