As she started, rearing up her head, a hand stole about her mouth and closed down hard. ’ Mrs Chalkney lifted her brows. Sir John hesitated. The truth was impossible, indecent. ’ ‘Even if they militiamen weren’t there, miss,’ cautioned her cavalier, ‘you couldn’t go marching into the house open like. But—” The tired woman raised her eyebrows in mild protest. The girl who had just left the room was as great a mystery to him now as on the afternoon when he had met her in Piccadilly and taken her to tea. And this great mellow place, this London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome and live in.
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