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"To-morrow night!" said Spurlock, in a wondering whisper. Miss Ellicot, who sang ballads, and liked Brendon to turn over the pages for her, tossed her head. ’ ‘Don’t call me by name,’ she snapped. But here was a girl—she must be a girl, since she was his daughter and pat-able—imitating the woman quite remarkably and cleverly. He daren't quarrel with me: and if he does, let him look to himself. ‘Leave it, imbecile. ” “Well, why not?” Lady Lescelles asked, smiling.
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