She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. Let me say it to you. “Have some more port wine, sir?” “It’s a very sound wine,” said Mr. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar.
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