Jack was so harrassed that he felt half inclined to stand at bay. Some doting parent had taught him well. ‘A little promenade, madame?’ Madame Valade rose from the chintz-covered chair with alacrity and a little rustle of her silken petticoats. Something, then, to appease the wrath of God; something to blunt this persistent agony. She wrote it down.
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