She climbed slowly towards it, keeping close to the hedge side, fragrant with wild roses, and holding her skirts high above the dew-laden grass. “—and your aunt—” For a time he searched for the mot juste. 192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips. I’ll have to wait here, of course, which means you, Hilary—’ ‘Will have to do tomorrow’s patrol. Wood and several serving-men, all well armed, rushed into the room.
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