If there was something serious in Nanda and something blank in
their companion, there was, superficially at least, nothing in Mr
Mitchett but his usual flush of gaiety. "Did she really send you
off this way alone?" Then while the girl's face met his own with
the clear confession of it, "Isn't she too splendid for anything?"
he asked with immense enjoyment. "What do you suppose is her idea?"
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