This was the first young man who had drawn from her something more than speculative interest. Madame Valade was that kind of woman. She did not wince. But eventually Spurlock laughed. Before he could make the thrust, however, he was seized behind by Ireton, who flung himself upon him. ‘It is nothing at all of the kind. And here she was—in a mess because it had been impossible for her to avoid leaning upon another man. She has been a dear.
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