"I understand, Sir," replied Davies, drawing a little aside. “I’ll get a towel. “Look at our affair,” he went on, looking up at her. You did not complain then that I personated you—no, nor when Sir John came to me in Paris, and for your sake I lied. She arrived about nine o’clock the next evening in a state of tremulous enthusiasm.
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