20/30 She now spoke abruptly. Come here to-morrow morning at eleven, go over the mill, and then lunch with us. My manager shall be ready for you." "Thank you, very much." "Miss Bride, give Mr.Lashmar your Report. He might like to look over it." Mr.and Mrs.Gallantry were rising to take leave, and the hostess did not seek to detain them; she stood up, with some difficulty, exhibiting a figure unexpectedly tall. "There's something in it, but you mustn't worry me about it, you know. |