“Let go!” she gasped at him, a blaze of anger. “I feel quite sure that Mrs. Marvel. ” Lady Ferringhall was conscious of some relief. No mercenary consideration influences me. She was sorry for his liking her too much for his own good, but her need was too desperate to cavil at turning it to useful account. She held it down with the poker, looking nervously over her shoulder.
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