” They were in the elder Widgett girl’s bedroom; Hetty was laid up, she said, with a sprained ankle, and a miscellaneous party was gossiping away her tedium. “I must go. He whispered in her ear. "Sir Rowland, I salute you as your nephew. ’ Gerald remained infuriatingly calm. ” The lady stood away from the door. "You'll feel better after it. She could feel her face turning beet red. Then Capes’ footsteps approached.
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