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“Well, anyhow, consider it open. ’ ‘I have no game. Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send you to bed. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn. She took refuge in beating her pillow and inventing insulting epithets for herself. “Mr. Two-and-twenty! I can’t imagine what your parents can be thinking about to let you get into these scrapes. The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear. The militia were in already. The young lady I was with is not married at all. “Why—it’s—it’s you!” Amazement seemed to dry up the torrents of his speech. Lucy saw that perhaps she had been attracted to Martin all along.
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