" "Have you seen him?" asked Trenchard. He could remember when women laid away their gowns in lavender—as this girl's mother had. Don’t touch the handle, Annabel! Curse the thing, you’ve jammed it now. Confound this slavery of sex! I am a man! I will get this under if I am killed in doing it!” She scowled into the cold blacknesses about her. A distant suggestion of chalets and a glimpse of the road set them talking for a time of the world they had left behind.
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