" "Who are you!" demanded the fugitive, sternly. Something forbade him to draw her toward him and seal the compact with a kiss. Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that surveyed its operations. The spinsters were not kind; they were only curious because she was odd and wore a dress thirty years out of date.
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