"What a wretched evening!" says Violet, with a little shiver. "Geoffrey, draw the curtains closer."
welcome-to-bhutan-lottery, She tucks up her dignified train in a most undignified haste, while Geoffrey covers up all the finery with the crimson shawl. The white cloud is once more thrown over the dainty cap; all the pretty coloring vanishes out of sight; and Mona, after one last lingering glance at Geoffrey, follows its example. She, too, flies across the rural bridge into the covert of her own small domain.
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welcome-to-bhutan-lottery "Not very soon. But some time, of course, I must go.".
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