’ Joan sniffed. “Dreadful women, my dear!” said Miss Stanley. “Get me some brandy and my bag. He looked at it with uplifted eyebrows, but made no remark. It mattered not whether she flunked the year as she would soon be gone. There were lines in her face that age had not put there. ” They clambered down the hill together.
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