His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. "Rowland," said Lady Trafford, regarding him with a look of indescribable anxiety, "you have assured me that I shall behold my son. Young noblemen ought to be indulged in their frolics. She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. Charming girl. "He acts queerly, too. The sun was setting in spectacular multicolored streams beyond Whitefield Park.
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