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When half-an-hour later I sat drinking tea _en famille_ with Lady Stretton and her daughter, I confess I felt ill at ease, notwithstanding their light and pleasant gossip.
"I really don't think you are looking very well, Stuart," the old lady was saying, as the footman handed her her cup. "Town life does not agree with you, perhaps."