Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. “I’m not the Devil. That’s one thing clear. She attacked me with a carving-knife, and, when I had disarmed her, the jade bit off a couple of fingers from my left hand. There were so many things about her which he could not understand. I’ve told you that practically already. " Some innate sense of balance told her that something was wrong with these tales. It’s to do with adolescence.
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