‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. She held her hand to the place where he had slapped her. It was hot and dry. She gasped with pain, but she did not release her grip. " "Afraid?" "Yes. " "I dare say no such thing," interposed his better half, authoritatively; "remain where you are, Sir.
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