‘Come,’ she called. ’ ‘Don’t call me by name,’ she snapped. But he was now too deeply moved to trace a certain unsatisfactoriness to its source in a mixture of metaphors. There was a stain of wine upon her dress. " "Impossible!" cried Jonathan. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely.
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