She battled with a deadly faintness, and she tottered rather than walked back to her seat. Cheveney was looking after her, I think, then. ‘A spitfire, ain’t she, sir?’ Roding ignored this. Upon this grateful animal she lavished that affection which was subtly repelled by its lawful object. So she took up Stevenson and began to read aloud.
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