She controlled herself, and answered meekly, “No. ” Lady Ferringhall was conscious of some relief. ‘Yes, dear Nan, a flirtation. She was in excellent spirits, and it was not until she had taken off her hat, and was considering the question of dinner or no dinner, that she remembered that another day had passed, and she was not a whit nearer being able to pay her tomorrow’s bill. The larger problem at hand was drugging her foster sister, Shari, into a deep sleep. "I suppose I was mistaken," returned Gay. She knew that in her new rôle she was as likely as not to be a rank failure. Maybe the girl was telling the truth, and then again, maybe she wasn't.
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