”
“You will have no objection to his remaining here?” he asked. Her
head rose. A few minutes later Sir John
left the room. That she was provoked by his
interference was obvious. The lady looked them over in silence, and then pouting lips trembled, dark
eyelashes fluttered, and in a broken voice, she pleaded, ‘Honoured messieurs,
you will not allow this—this pig, to be thus cruel? He cannot arrest me. Old Kesterton, choleric-looking individual nearly opposite, will
curse the cooking till he’s black in the face, but he never misses a dinner. The shouts, yells, and groans which they uttered, and which
were echoed by the concourse in the rear, were perfectly frightful. It still failed in something.
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