She had fallen asleep on the wooden bed, uncaring of lice or bedbugs. “It is concerning—our future relations,” Sir John pronounced ponderously. ” “But how?” “I poured him out some port wine, and I said—let me see—oh, ‘You are going to be a grandfather!’” “Yes. She realized that with a pang of disgust and horror.
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