‘It is what my father intended. Kapı açıldığında, önlerine büyülü ışıklarla dolu muhteşem bir şehir çıktı. The great ordeal—that which she had most dreaded—had proved to be no ordeal at all. There was Major Price—you must recollect him, Sir Rowland,—he stumbled as he was getting out of his chair at that very gate. Once, when he thought he had done so, he smiled an ingratiating smile. Kneebone helped to the pigeon-pie; while Thames unwired and uncorked a bottle of stout Carnarvonshire ale. As she went on, the story began to sound more and more like a recitation.
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