She looked about, watching a massive green storm cloud building in the west. “I knew of course that you were at the Montressor’s, but I had no idea that it was a music hall party afterwards. ” “But, my dear Peter!” said Miss Stanley. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome.
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