`And to remove her from that dreadful house.'
`That also.'
`And to be civil to my poor brother.'
`I'll try to be.'
`And of course to let me set up a faro-bank of my own!' said Miss Grantham, in a small, provocative voice.
`If I ever find you playing anything but commerce or silver loo, I'll make you sorry you were ever born!’ said Mr Ravenscar, kissing her hand. `Jade!’
Miss Grantham heaved a sigh of satisfaction, and abandoned any further attempt to bring him to a sense of his own folly.
Georgette Heyer, Faro's Daughter
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