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"Our dance, I think, Miss St Quentin," said Major Frost, when, after searching some time for Madelene, he discovered her at last in the tea-room. "The second polka it is," and as Madelene acquiesced, "I have been dancing with such a wonderfully pretty little creature," he went on, "a Miss Wyndham, or Winton, I am not quite sure of the name. A perfect stranger, staying at some house in the neighbourhood they say. I must point her out to you."
"I wonder who she can be? " Miss St Quentin replied. "Mrs Belvoir did not know of any particularly pretty girl coming -- no stranger, I mean."