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Excerpt from The Anglo-Indians
Father would probably remark that only a lunatic could wish to get up in the middle of the night unless for purposes connected with sport. Marion and Isabel would be sure to laugh and tease and say things before people about their little sister''s queer ways, till Fay would feel hot and prickly with self-consciousness as though ginger-beer were running in her veins. She knew it all so well!
Therefore was she most careful and cautious, and crept like a little slim thief out into the dark, gravelly compound. Above her, against a glimmering back ground, towered the fir trees, gloomy, fragrant. A steep track that climbed to an upper road in the hill-side made a wavering, uncertain streak, like a column of rising mist in the dimness. She paused, and drew deep breaths of the keen, cold air already quick with expect ance of the dawn; then, nervous as an animal, she drew back into the darker shelter of the wall, for a sudden light shot out from the servants'' quarters and told her the establishment was stirring.
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Father would probably remark that only a lunatic could wish to get up in the middle of the night unless for purposes connected with sport. Marion and Isabel would be sure to laugh and tease and say things before people about their little sister''s queer ways, till Fay would feel hot and prickly with self-consciousness as though ginger-beer were running in her veins. She knew it all so well!
Therefore was she most careful and cautious, and crept like a little slim thief out into the dark, gravelly compound. Above her, against a glimmering back ground, towered the fir trees, gloomy, fragrant. A steep track that climbed to an upper road in the hill-side made a wavering, uncertain streak, like a column of rising mist in the dimness. She paused, and drew deep breaths of the keen, cold air already quick with expect ance of the dawn; then, nervous as an animal, she drew back into the darker shelter of the wall, for a sudden light shot out from the servants'' quarters and told her the establishment was stirring.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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Publisher - Forgotten Books
Author(s) - Alice Perrin
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ISBN - 9780332993058
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 2.2 cm
Page Count - 350
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ISBN - 9781331014522
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