Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. ‘I’m damned if I see what you have to complain of,’ uttered Charvill, a faintly bewildered note underlying his irascibility. She was dressed for the street very much as her own maid was accustomed to dress, and there was a thick veil attached to her hat. I believe you’ve crushed a gland or something. She added extra chocolate powder to disguise the bitterness of the pill. "Speak plainly.
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