Vorsack sauntered into the room, sporting her usual toothy thin254 lipped grin. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. There was another phrase which sounded something like 'Gin in a blue-serge coat'. "You shall not go, adorable girl," cried Kneebone, catching her in his arms, "till you have answered me. “My sister and I,” she said slowly, “have seen very little of each other lately.
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