With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. The day was so darkly overcast that she had to turn on the small white porcelain lamp that sat upon the makeup crowded vanity. And next morning she attired herself with especial care and neatness, found his address in the Directory at a post-office, and went to him. "You mustn't talk any more; the excitement isn't good for you. ’ ‘You, perhaps?’ she flung at him furiously, stepping out from behind the desk.
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