‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. “Yes. She drank and drank until his body was a lifeless husk, as light as a mannequin, virtually hollow of all but the fluid in his bones. She was obliged, as she explained continually to every one who cared to listen, to be so very particular.
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