The loneliness of the place somewhat depressed her. Somehow logic could not explain her. “If I do,” he said. ‘How do you do, my lord? I am Lucilla Froxfield. Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. ’ ‘Well, don’t bite my head off,’ protested Mrs Sindlesham, clearly amused. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. She was rash and ignorant, absolutely inexperienced. It clicked and the bookshelf was once more intact. Small, but eminently serviceable.
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