Thames took it, and beheld the portrait of a young man, apparently—judging from his attire—of high rank, whose proud and patrician features certainly presented a very striking resemblance to his own. I loathe this room. "You have killed him," cried Winifred in alarm. “Mom, this is the girl I asked to Prom, Lucy. She felt that there was a hidden meaning under his words. The door to the room in question was closed. I’m turning into a big fat cow.
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