She half rose. "What right have you to address me?"

"I am Harold Winter," said I, taken aback by her outraged demeanour.

"Is it possible that you don't recognize me?"

"I have never seen or heard of you before in my life," replied the

young lady tartly, "and I hope you won't force me to take measures to

protect myself against your impertinence."

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