The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. It was a habit she had taken from Remenham House, but could not wear because of the colour which must draw attention. From a man, who was standing beneath the shade of one these noble trees, information was obtained that the horsemen had ridden along the Harrow Road. But you must tell her. Her eyes threatened to leak tears, she blinked. Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. "You poor child!" Prudence took Ruth's hands in her own. ’ ‘What young lady?’ demanded a voice from the back of the hall. " "To make him forget the knock?" "Precisely.
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