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And Theodora rolled him across the floor to the fast-emptying basket.
"Then you're a pig," Theodora answered, with Saxon frankness.
Robert had loved and married Theodora Newton; was she to change her character with her name?
"Maybe, unless the new Madame is a prig," Theodora said restively.
Theodora explained, as far as she understood, how Percy had extricated him.
Theodora's laugh rang out a second time, hearty and infectious.
Theodora did not wonder why she felt in no exalted state of spirits as she dressed for dinner.
Theodora's quick eye saw that one of the cushions was slipping to one side.
Just before leaving, she slipped Hector's letter into Theodora's hand.