Something in his smile, in the cynical suggestiveness of his deferential tone, maddened her. Might we ask you if you have ever seen him, if you knew him at all before this evening?” She stood up suddenly, and turning her back to them, looked steadily out of the window. With trembling fingers she opened the post-bag. Following her lead, he fortified himself with a swallow of the excellent Madeira before responding. But really it is much more than that. Her aunt was making herself cuffs out of little slips of insertion under the newly lit lamp.
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