“We are to begin our married life to-night—here where I first met you. ‘You’ve found her out?’ ‘Tell us at once,’ urged Miss Froxfield. ’ ‘But, Hilary—’ ‘Don’t you begin, Lucilla, for I won’t stand for it. On some insane score she fancied she had to state her case in verse. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands.
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