If Winifred remained silent, her looks would have disarmed a person of less assurance than the woollen-draper. “Why should one pretend?” she whispered. "I sha'n't offer any of these to you two," he said; "but I know you won't mind me having an imitation king's peg. It was hot and dry. Wood was heard without, angrily demanding admittance. And if you’ve any notion—’ ‘Yes, it is upstairs,’ Melusine agreed, crossing to the library door. ’ ‘Of course I am, imbecile,’ she snapped, unconsciously echoing her greatniece.
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