‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. You see—I didn’t understand. ‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair. "Out of the twelve hundred subjects I've tucked up, I may safely place half to his account. "I am too much honoured—too happy in the union. She had to think of something fast, or her reaction would start to make believers out of everyone. But at last this ordeal was over, and Ramage opened the door.
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