She lifted her cup, with her little finger held apart, and put it to her lips.

After drinking a few sips she glanced at him, and by his expression, she saw clearly that he was repelled by her hand, and her gesture, and the sound made by her lips.

"I don't care in the least what your mother thinks, and what match she wants to make for you," she said, putting the cup down with a shaking hand.

"But we are not talking about that.

" "Yes, that's just what we are talking about.

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