‘She’s an eviltempered little termagant, yes, but there’s no malice aforethought. Then they rode off at speed. Closing the door, Jonathan next produced his lantern, and, hastening towards the window, undrew a bolt by which it was fastened. Every movable mirror had been placed here, to discourage vanity, and since no whitewash covered the brocaded purple wallpaper, its pervasive hue gave an added sense of heaviness to the crowded chamber. “I’m sorry Mister McCloskey! I was out seeing my boyfriend!” He stared at her concernedly. ‘His granddaughter?’ ‘Yes, his son’s daughter.
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