With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. The young rascal had learnt from some of the women-servants that Lady Trafford was from home, and was in the very act of making off when I got down stairs. Or else—Else it will be impossible that I can be his friend. She got out of bed, her eyes still half-closed, and stood slack jawed.
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