CHAPTER XII. She wore a black satin dress, a little shiny at the seams, a purposeless bow of white tulle at the back of her neck, and a huge chatelaine. ‘What in the world is that?’ demanded Miss Froxfield. He gripped the window-sill behind him. Not a scar but has its history. III. In the artificial light her skin had the tint and lustre of a yellow pearl.
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