The knight, who could ill brook this familiarity, instantly arose. She was the High Priestess. For a moment she too had started and faltered in her exit from the room. Sir John waved her back. ‘But then again, possibly not. Oh! thank you—thank you! I'm so happy!" "Stop, Winny!" he answered, gravely; "I haven't promised yet. His foot tapped impatiently, and he took up the papers.
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