Sebastian administered bitter tonics to her, fluids she could not taste with her swollen tongue. She put down the sketch-books and apparatus she had brought with her, pulled out her stool, and sat down. As he returned to the table, he put his finger to his nose; and, though he said nothing, he thought he had a much better chance of winning his wager. “Just come to that seat now you are here, Miss Stanley, and look down the other path; there’s a vista of just the common sort. Always. But don't thank me; thank Miss Enschede.
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