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“By-the-bye,” he said, presently, “your sister was married to old Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t she? I saw the notice in the papers. And the woman who showed this room was tall, with an understanding eye and the quiet manner of the well-trained servant. The emerald wings, slashed with scarlet and yellow, wheeling and swooping about her head, there among the wild plantain. As a matter of fact it isn’t their affair. He motioned the young man to the rear chair, because at that hour the youth appeared to be a quantity close to zero.
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