"I should like to meet the man who would dare to gainsay it. ’ ‘Who, Joan, who? Of whom do you speak?’ ‘Mrs Sindlesham. Jack, whose back was towards it, did not see it; but he heard, from the pitying exclamations of the crowd, that it was in view. “You certainly are. Who’s for a rubber of whist?” Ennison made so many mistakes that he was glad to cut out early in the evening. But there's a person in the hall—a very odd sort of man—waiting to see him, who won't be sent away. Plain, wide-mouthed, freckled, and ugly, she was an instantly jealous creature, her saving grace that she took no pains to mask her extreme dislike 47 of petite, pretty girls.
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