" "But, mother, mayn't I sit up to see whether Thames returns?" implored Winifred. In military circles, highly exaggerated tales of Major Alderley’s derring-do were bruited from lip to lip and passed on to raw recruits to strengthen morale. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow satin apron, trimmed with white Persian. For the past four weeks mirrors had been her delight, a new toy. "What for?" rejoined Quilt, evasively.
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