Chapter XVI THE DISCOMFITURE OF SIR JOHN Sir John looked from one to the other of the two sisters. ’ Her flesh crept. Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. ” “Certainly,” Mrs. Her knees shook, her breath came fast, she almost felt the lurid effect of those tiny patches of rouge upon her pallor-stricken cheeks.
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