He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. The old-fashioned dress, with its series of ruffles and printed flowers, ballooned treacherously, revealing her well-turned leg in silk stockings, as it snapped against her body as a mould. A boy attempted to follow; but as the suspicions of the lookers-on were roused by the previous circumstances, the younger fugitive was seized and detained. He seemed too noisy. “I hope that it has not done any harm. I'll keep it for your sake. What were you doing at Remenham House? I can’t puzzle that bit out. "I suppose I was mistaken," returned Gay. Instead had come this storm, this shouting, this weeping, this confusion of threats and irrelevant appeals.
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