And such skirts as Ann Veronica had had
when she entered the valley of Saas were safely packed away in the hotel, and
she wore a leather belt and loose knickerbockers and puttees—a costume that
suited the fine, long lines of her limbs far better than any feminine walking-dress
could do. ’
There was a pause. She entered and approached the bunk. "Mr. "
"Perhaps I read of it somewhere. “I can’t believe it. Not
these twenty year. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where
still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the
Wastrel's passage. She could not move. Nothing, in short, portable or valuable was left. “DEAR MR. "
"Then I must wait a long time," grumbled Blueskin. Good
riddance.
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