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No doubt— because he did not understand you—he thought you had run away with someone. And such skirts as Ann Veronica had had when she entered the valley of Saas were safely packed away in the hotel, and she wore a leather belt and loose knickerbockers and puttees—a costume that suited the fine, long lines of her limbs far better than any feminine walking-dress could do. “Accident! She shot me,” he muttered. With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. 1.
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