"And yet—but it is only part of the chain of ill-luck that seems wound around me. "I thought I heard a noise. Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. Immediately a feathered hat emerged, under which a familiar countenance was visible. Gentlemen! a glass of brandy will be no bad finish to our meal. Her faith in human beings revived.
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