Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. Apart from everything else, this meeting of ours is a breach of a good rule. She had now the clear and tranquil expression of one whose mind is made up. Besides—there is Sir John. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. "But, pardon my intrusion. White would not approve of callers. ’ She giggled suddenly.
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