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For some little time Grace stood there, not having the slightest idea what to say. The question had been so utterly unexpected. Besides, Grace had been more or less satisfied with the efficiency of her disguise; she had never expected to betray herself like this. The tall woman smiled, almost in a patronising way, and Grace felt the color come into her face. It was just as if she had been some village girl patronised by the great lady of the parish. Grace at length plucked up courage to speak.
-"It pleases you to be amused," she said.