The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. ’ ‘Who is that?’ demanded Lucilla eagerly. . In the corner of the room were two hockey-sticks and a tennis-racket, and upon the walls Ann Veronica, by means of autotypes, had indicated her proclivities in art. Had to give up the work and take to this. Stop it. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. Through an open door was a glimpse of the bathroom—a vision of luxury, out of which Annabel herself, in a wonderful dressing-gown and followed by a maid presently appeared.
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