Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. Impressed with this idea, he paused for a moment to listen. ’ ‘You see? Not to be trusted,’ Hilary uttered disgustedly. “I am afraid your broken dinner engagement will not be so easy to explain. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon.
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