. The Ladies' home journal. ydown the platform, to where her brother-in-law Hilary was blinking shortsightedlythrough his spectacles at every part of thetrain except the right one. Im here,Hilary, she said. He swung round, smiled at her, took hercase in his left hand and seized her righthand in a grasp that made her wince. Yetshe returned the grip and gave him the verysweetest smile she could possibly conjure and Hilary had little in common andthey were, in addition, slightly scared ofeach other. Its sweet of you to meet me, Hilary. I had to, said Hilary, with his usualdevastating tr
. The Ladies' home journal. ydown the platform, to where her brother-in-law Hilary was blinking shortsightedlythrough his spectacles at every part of thetrain except the right one. Im here,Hilary, she said. He swung round, smiled at her, took hercase in his left hand and seized her righthand in a grasp that made her wince. Yetshe returned the grip and gave him the verysweetest smile she could possibly conjure and Hilary had little in common andthey were, in addition, slightly scared ofeach other. Its sweet of you to meet me, Hilary. I had to, said Hilary, with his usualdevastating truthfulness. The village taxihas broken down again and mine was theonly car available. Get in, will you? Hilary had been badly wounded andgassed as a chaplain in the First World War,and had a permanently lamed and painfulleg. Because of this he had been appointedto a small country parish and had now beenVicar of Fairhaven for twenty-seven was sixty-six years old, the eldest ofLucilla Eliots five children, and so the. He holds it up with that transparent Scotch Tape «HH». Suck Tricks with SCOTCH TAPE
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