Kneebone, what with flirting with Mrs. She watched as his headlights flooded the driveway and many minutes after his car was gone. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. What you would look upon as immorality is here merely an established custom, three thousand years older than Christianity, accepted with no more ado than that which would accompany you should you become a clerk in a shop. Chapter XXIV A CASE FOR THE POLICE After that first horrible moment it was perhaps Anna who was the more selfpossessed. “The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so. Jesus! They just wouldn’t let up about you after you played the violin for them.
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