‘Oh, peste. As she hoisted her skirts near her waist, she thought ruefully of the last time she had worn such an elaborate gown, sometime near 1910 when petticoats were still considered hip everyday garb. It’s artificially chance. I am certainly no ghost. Perhaps you'll give me in return some token, by which I may remind you of this occurrence, in case we meet again. ‘Don’t put me at the necessity of marrying the abominable little wretch.
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