“For Heaven’s sake, Dunster, don’t let her out of the carriage, or hansom, or whatever she came in. Very soon she would be able to forget it. The image did not move. It isn’t sentiment but it’s horse sense. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. And pouring the contents of a small powderflask into a bumper of brandy, he tendered him the mixture. Enschede's daughter.
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