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“I hope you are going to Carey House. My business is with Lady Trafford. With me behaving as if everything was infinitely matter-of-fact, what could he do? And just then Heaven sent old Manningtree—I didn’t tell you before of the fortunate intervention of Manningtree, did I? He was looking quite infernally distinguished, with a wide crimson ribbon across him—what IS a wide crimson ribbon? Some sort of knight, I suppose. We shall become a prey to the Philistines, and must turn honest in self-defence. It is really amusing. ” She spoke rather quickly, because she found her father’s question the most awkward she had ever had to answer in her life. She would not sleep for fear of losing a moment of that sense of his proximity. Ain’t enough as I’ve got militiamen quartered on me this se’ennight, lazing about all day, eating me out of house and home and drinking my liquor into the bargain. ‘Go on up to the boy, my dear. She’s hated me for no apparent reason ever since Fourth Grade.
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