" "Pray do so, Madam," retorted Mrs. 6. " "Hadn't you better hold a moment's parley with the gentlemen before proceeding to extremities?" suggested Jonathan. With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. The Chapel. Soon, they fattened up, their cheeks rosy and their hair shining.
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