Sebastian sat smirking in amusement. Perhaps I ate something spoiled for breakfast. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. He pulled her from him to kiss her on the mouth and paused, looking into her face. “I’ve heard some even more entertaining news from the Orchestra grapevine too. I will not be persecuted in this way by you. Pah!’ She flounced about and, crossing to the bed, plonked down on it, pointedly averting her face and resting the large pistol in her lap. A young man was playing the banjo.
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