“But for you Dad would never have let me marry Lescelles. A dozen words, and he saw Enschede as clearly as though he stood hard by in the flesh. ’ Miss Froxfield intervened quickly as her betrothed showed signs of erupting again. Fearful that she had given herself away, she sank back down onto her stool. ” She distantly remembered moments in childhood spent in phobic trance, when her father had told her God was punishing sinners in Hell. Suddenly he burst into wild laughter; but equally as suddenly something strangled the sound in his throat. Satisfied with his scrutiny, he produced a pocket-flask, and taking off the silver cup with which it was mounted, filled it with the contents of the flask, and then seizing the thin arm of the sleeper, rudely shook it. She possessed what he affected to despise, but secretly worshipped—the innate charm of breeding.
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