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Pipes were lighted; and Mr. " "Sir!" exclaimed Winifred. “Miss Pellissier,” he said, “I don’t understand this change in you. She had looked up from her seat at the small round table in the centre of the parlour which, together with the wooden armchairs beside the small fireplace, and a sideboard next the single casement, was all the furniture the place afforded. The comtesse always felt Madame Valade to be not of her class, of course. You disgust me. ‘Don’t put me at the necessity of marrying the abominable little wretch. ’ ‘Yes, it’s all my fault,’ he agreed soothingly, ‘and you may rail at me presently as much as you please.

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