My Lady`s Garter
th smouldering eyes. There she stopped and stamped a small foot majestically. "I will have him!" she declared hotly. "I will! I will! I will! And I think you`re
th smouldering eyes. There she stopped and stamped a small foot majestically.
"I will have him!" she declared hotly. "I will! I will! I will! And I think you`re a mean old thing, so there!"
Having relieved herself of this rebellious sentiment she went out, banging the door behind her. She spent the next hour scolding her maid. The maid smiled patiently; she was used to it.
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