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” Sir John smiled. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send you to bed. He seemed inexorable, and inscrutable as fate itself. She thrashed and screamed as he wrestled her back towards the bed. Angelina's distress over these mischances was pathetic.
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