. " "Norris!" gasped Lady Trafford, trembling violently. "Aw, piffle!" he said, half aloud and rather disgustedly, as he stepped out into the sunshine. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. ” “How long had he been in the hospital?” Courtlaw asked. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over. Why? If she had put the query to herself, she could not have answered it.
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