" It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. Sheila bellowed, a great wail of a sound from deep in her belly, flinging her tremendous weight towards him. ’ ‘He let them go?’ asked Miss Froxfield incredulously. And Lady Trafford having been carried down stairs, and placed within it, the postboy drove off, at a rapid pace for Barnet.
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