” She laughed. “So am I. '—'What is it, Mint?' asked all three. ‘Either you tell me why you want the wretched animal, or it stays here. Superstition—you knock into it whichever way you turn. ‘Idiot!’ ‘Enough, now! Softly, you little termagant,’ he ordered, seizing her wrists to hold her off. They were properly brought up, and sat still and straight, and took the luck fate brought them as gentlewomen should. “I have come to tell you this.
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