Well. I went for one day, and then Millicent went down to the kitchens and got three firewhiskies and she had one and Daphne had one and she set one down on my dresser and after three minutes I pounced. Millicent patted my back. 'You poor dear,' she said. 'Being deprived of drink so long.'
You knew I couldn't do it. I know you knew it, so I don't
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And I don't even want to know how you know that.
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