Her gratitude swelled within her. “One can talk without undertones, so to speak,” said Ramage. Had she said the words aloud? He pulled her close and she nuzzled her head on his chest. Paul’s, were rich and wonderful with the soft sunshine of London, the softest, the finest grained, the most penetrating and least emphatic sunshine in the world. They compromised at length on the science course at the Tredgold Women’s College—she had already matriculated into London University from school—she came of age, and she bickered with her aunt for latch-key privileges on the strength of that and her season ticket. You can give up thinking and leave all the brain work to her. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her. She watched her friend rise and go towards her affianced husband, a look of mischief in her face.
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