But you must leave us now, dear Winny, Jack and I have something to settle between ourselves. ‘I don’t want to hurt you any more. Ennison,” she exclaimed, “is that really you?” There was no sign of embarrassment in her manner. Lady Palsworthy was the widow of a knight who had won his spurs in the wholesale coal trade, she was of good seventeenth-century attorney blood, a county family, and distantly related to Aunt Mollie’s deceased curate.
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