The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. “Why not?” Lady Lescelles answered. But when she saw the car, her body filled with dread, for it gave her a bad feeling. Probably she was married years ago and is now merely on the way to her husband's house. ‘You do not think it is enough English. The thin stream of blood on which her eyes were fastened with a nameless horror reached almost to her feet. It rained slightly, and a thick mist gathered in the air, and obscured the beautiful prospect.
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