" "Let me have a glass of brandy," said he, addressing the host. ‘Pitiful. " "I'll bet she still smells to heaven with sour coconut. I am Lucilla Froxfield, you must know. In twenty minutes we meet in the hall, remember. After all, if one could wait twenty years or more in between bouts of lovemaking, one could certainly wait a few more days. It was fortunate that by this time Winifred had so far recovered, as to be able to afford her father the best and only solace that, under the circumstances, he could have received,—her personal attentions. She remained for a few moments standing as though listening to his retreating footsteps.
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