She silently willed him to stop his pacing, to calm down. ’ He gave the gaping Pottiswick a shove, passing him on to his junior, who was waiting patiently by the kitchen door. “You know I’m old-fashioned, Miss Stanley. Away off in the fields the bluesmocked peasants bent still at their toil. You observe that I am, as usual, fairly cheerful, and moderately amiable. The signs of tears had all gone, but some subtle change seemed to have stolen into her face.
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