’ Joan sniffed. He might miss at this distance. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over. And Mother trusted him. The person caught hold of his arm, and, in spite of his efforts to disengage himself, detained him. ToC Mrs.
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