Rebecca West and Samuel Hynes
The Return of the Soldier
eBook
(Prabhat Prakashan Dec. 10, 2019)
"Come here; Jenny. I'm going to dry my hair." And when I looked again I saw that her golden hair was all about her shoulders and that she wore over her frock a little silken jacket trimmed with rosebuds. She looked so like a girl on a magazine cover that one expected to find a large "15 cents" somewhere attached to her person. She had taken Nanny's big basket-chair from its place by the high-chair; and was pushing it over to the middle window. "I always come in here when Emery has washed my hair. It's the sunniest room in the house. I wish Chris wouldn't have it kept as a nursery when there's no chance—" She sat down; swept her hair over the back of the chair into the sunlight; and held out to me her tortoiseshell hair-brush. "Give it a brush now and then; like a good soul; but be careful. Tortoise snaps so!"
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- 114