With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. When she came to, she was lying with her head in Martha’s lap, and a livid bruise was forming at the point of a raging headache. She resolved not to allow him or her hunger detract from the performance at hand, as it would be a special one, an evening to be remembered in the gray days to follow like a precious jewel. ’ ‘Ah, that is good,’ sighed the lady. Oh, it is unbearable.
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