" "Do not needlessly alarm me, I beseech you," replied Winifred. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. " "Yes, yer hon'r," replied the chairman, taking the note. Then Ramage appeared with effusion, and ushered her into his inner apartment. Then to Martin's brandy-shop, in Fleet Street. “I’ve brought you up some dinner, Vee,” she said. ‘Oh, Marthe,’ she groaned, using in her accustomed way the French version of her nurse’s name, ‘that pig is going to monsieur le baron.
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