There, that sounds frightfully involved, doesn’t it, but perhaps you can make out what I mean. ‘How do you do, my lord? I am Lucilla Froxfield. The latter were saved; but of the former nothing but the blackened stone walls were found standing on the morrow. At the thought of the major, her tears redoubled and she was obliged to rip off a piece from the remnants of her already maltreated underpetticoats with which to blow her nose and soak the damp from her cheeks. . Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved to see the absurdity of the position.
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