From the other end of the breakfast-table he returned--“Well?” and for several minutes this exchange of monosyllables seemed going to be the end--it was not quite the beginning--of the conversation that had sprung from a letter, and to the perusal or reperusal of that letter Mrs. Tancred had returned. “Here is another instance of Felicity’s talent for laying her cuckoo’s egg in other people’s nests!” she said presently with a dryish smile. “There never was a woman who did more good--by proxy--than your sister.”…
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