Her pa was only the smithy. At last she was roused. It always comes out sooner or later. Its walled heaved with black mildew and sea-salt. “Hotel Ritz,” he said mechanically to the coachman. She knew, too, she must not hesitate. He climbed on top of her, pressing her into the couch cushions, the gown billowing around them like a cotton candy parachute. Her safety lay in pretense—that what she saw was as a tale twice told.
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