She made a curious movement toward her niece, then suddenly, convulsively, she dabbed down something lumpy on the table and turned to follow her brother. The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. She was dressed as English girls do dress for town, without either coquetry or harshness: her collarless blouse confessed a pretty neck, her eyes were bright and steady, and her dark hair waved loosely and graciously over her ears. The three young men exchanged expressive glances. ” He said. It was the moment for smiles. "Get ready your heaviest irons, Austin. You did not learn that in a convent. “I am off to-night,” he said. .
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