She glanced at him and made a dismissive gesture. “I wonder if you give me a thought. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. She was a swan among geese, trying to look plain and dowdy. She was breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly.
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