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A great dinner party had come to an end, and the Lord-Lieutenant of the county bowed low over the cold hand of his departing guest, in whose honour it had been given. A distant relationship gave Lord Westerdean privileges upon which he would willingly have improved.
"You are leaving us early, Wilhelmina," he murmured reproachfully. "How can I expect to keep my other guests if you desert us?"