” “It would be my pleasure, madame. ” So they talked on whilst supper was served, falling easily into the spirit of the place, and yet both of them conscious of some new thing underlying the gaiety of their tongues and manner. Nab and Quilt to the door! Jack, you are my prisoner. .
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