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"There he is!" cried Winifred, starting up, joyfully, and proving by the exclamation that her thoughts were dwelling upon one subject only. Her gaze flickered down to his pistol. Besides these there was a warm gooseberry-tart, and a cold pigeon pie—the latter capacious enough, even allowing for its due complement of steak, to contain the whole produce of a dovecot; a couple of lobsters and the best part of a salmon swimming in a sea of vinegar, and shaded by a forest of fennel. She tried to think what she should do in this eventuality or that. Her new husband was pleased to watch the astonished look on her face as tray after tray appeared on the grand table, each better than the next. It struck the major that she was very young. “I will not intrude upon you further.
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