The lips of the mask twisted upward into a smile. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. Then he stood up and repeated it again. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four. He then tried the door of Mr. 'He that woos a maid',— fol-de-rol—(hiccupping). "Release me instantly, or I will call my father.
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