Take your pick, Mrs. It was you, of course, whom he wanted. And mind he doesn't stir out of your sight, on any pretence whatever, till I call. “And what was that dreadful confession you had to make?” he was saying. And his scarlet coat had nothing to do with it, as Hilary was fond of recounting, for he had been in civilian clothes when they met, as he was tonight. Then, quite insensibly, her queenliness had declined. The calvacade was now put slowly in motion.
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