Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. “There is someone in my rooms,” Anna said. How the deuce, though, am I going to account for her? People will be asking questions when they see her; and if I tell the truth, they'll start to snubbing her. You don't want people to snub you later.
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