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She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. "I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew, "when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house. She moved then, fast, taking refuge behind a Chinese screen that was set beside the four-poster at the back of the room. Sir James Thornhill, then, rose. ” “Lady Ferringhall—alone?” Ennison exclaimed. You see me here, an admitted failure in the object to which I have devoted two years of my life.
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