“Ah, Vee,” he said, “that’s better! and kissed her back rather clumsily. The man lingered. I will take you for thirty-five shillings a week. He took Diane out. Lady Trafford uttered a prolonged scream, and fainted. There was only one clean spot in the picture—the ship's wash (all white) that fluttered on a line stretched between the two masts. Lady Ferringhall listened, and her cheeks grew pale.
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