She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. Shortly a man descended laboriously. Her mind turned and accused itself of having been cold and hard. “Hey sis!” He cried drunkenly. " "You flatter me," smiled Sir James. ” “You have no right at all,” she answered.
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