John’s demeanor shifted. Every time he left a room, she chastised herself bitterly for her own profound weakness. Then before she could say a word to arrest him he was at her side. "Hoity-toity! You owe me sixteen thousand dollars. Silk. ‘Desist, you little devil,’ he growled in her ear. ‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair. ’ ‘Comment?’ she demanded with some heat.
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