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"Really!" said Etwald, quite self-possessed. "I suppose Mr. Alymer told you so. I thought as much," he continued, as Jen nodded. "He saw me calming Dido's agitation when I arrived to ask Mrs. Dallas for her daughter's hand. This negress is hysterical, and on that day she happened to be so. I quieted her, yet Mr. Alymer accuses me of having caused her illness." Patricia saw that they were steering for the dressing-room couch, and meekly allowed them their way. "You are satisfied now, I think," said this latter, seeing that the major did not speak..
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