She wished that the drive would never end, but it was only three miles after all. ‘Madame, I trust I see you well?’ ‘Merci. And afterwards! Sir John drew his cigar from his lips, and looked upwards where the white-lights flashed strangely amongst the deep cool green of the lime-trees. "Don't be angry with me, Thames," continued Sheppard, in a tone calculated, as he thought, to appease his companion's indignation. "Close the wicket, Austin," vociferated Ireton, in an authoritative tone.
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