’ ‘I was called in, ma’am, to catch a French spy—at least, that is what Pottiswick thought. Her father had smiles ready for her, he seemed to be truly happy with her for the first time since her infancy. "God forgive me for using such a word!" he cried, in a troubled tone; "if I hadn't yielded to my wife's silly request, this wouldn't have happened!" CHAPTER VII. ‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey.
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