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She went down, flushed and light-hearted, to the Widgetts’ after lunch to make some final arrangements and then, as soon as her aunt had retired to lie down for her usual digestive hour, took the risk of the servants having the enterprise to report her proceedings and carried her bag and hold-all to the garden gate, whence Teddy, in a state of ecstatic service, bore them to the railway station. The emerald wings, slashed with scarlet and yellow, wheeling and swooping about her head, there among the wild plantain. The last of Jarvis’s harlots must have departed in a hurry, for she had apparently left a roomful of clothes. Why on earth couldn’t he leave her to grow in her own way? Her pride rose at the bare thought of return. He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes. "Now, give me the woollen cloth to tie round my fetters," whispered Sheppard.
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