The fashions of the day have become antiquated. She read the policeman’s rueful glance when she caught his refection in his rearview mirror. A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin. Rats and things crawling all over. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. " "Oh!" exclaimed the widow, covering her face with her hands. “I suppose I ought to congratulate you,” he said. But a woman’s life is all chance.
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