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When Polly entered she was standing before the long mirror of the dressing-table in her yellow bedroom, brushing her hair back and up. She liked the springing effect it gave her head, as if she were about to leap upward and fly, and she was full of vanity and had forgotten Geoffrey Pelham.
"Hullo, Polly darling," she exclaimed. "You look as fresh as if you'd gone to bed at nine last night. I'm disgracefully lazy. I'll be glad to get back to the manor and go to bed at a decent hour once more."