The colour slowly left her cheeks, the lines of her mouth hardened. She drank her glass of wine, however, and clanked glasses good-naturedly with Mr. “Glaciers?” she said. “By-the-bye, Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “do you know that I am a very great admirer of your sister’s? I wonder if she has ever spoken to you of me. They took their places at a distant table. You’re all dependents—all of you.
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