Upstairs, in the little dressing-room, the panel was opened by means of tugging a small candlesconce in the wall. The gardens were tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose: flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables. “Splendid you are looking to-day, Miss Stanley,” he said. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis.
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