The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. “Pump, pump, per-um-pump, Pum, Pump, Per-um. It will be horribly dull, and she is a very trying person. Care for a hundred up?” Ennison shook his head. Stanley’s pace slackened. ‘It is London’s loss, ma’am. ‘Never fear, my love. Sit down, I command you.
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