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’ ‘Don’t count on it. ” She laughed gaily. “To be frank with you, Lady Lescelles, when your brother asked me the other day to be his wife I was under a false impression as regards his relations—with some other person. Here he halted; and, looking upwards, read, at the foot of an immense sign-board, displaying a gaudily-painted angel with expanded pinions and an olive-branch, not the name he expected to find, but that of WILLIAM KNEEBONE, WOOLLENDRAPER. What more is there to be said? She defies me!” It was extraordinary. The future Mrs Roding turned bright, laughing eyes on the major.
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