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stayedsomepassingshadow.
“Areyouquiteastrangertome,sir?”
“AmInot?”Mr.Lorryopenedhishands,andextendedthem
outwardswithanargumentativesmile.
Betweentheeyebrowsandjustoverthelittlefemininenose,
thelineofwhichwasasdelicateandfineasitwaspossibletobe,
theexpressiondeepeneditselfasshetookherseatthoughtfullyin
thechairbywhichshehadhithertoremainedstanding.He
watchedherasshemused,andthemomentsheraisedhereyes
again,wenton:
“Inyouradoptedcountry,Ipresume,Icannotdobetterthan
addressyouasayoungEnglishlady,MissManette?”
“Ifyouplease,sir.”
“MissManette,Iamamanofbusiness.Ihaveabusiness
chargetoacquitmyselfof.Inyourreceptionofit,don’theedme
anymorethanifIwasaspeakingmachinetruly,Iamnotmuch
else.Iwill,wi