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`` So I am told , '' replied Mrs. Tempest . `` It will be a splendid match for him . '' The pretty chestnut head dropped back into its old place upon the Squire 's shoulder , and Violet answered never a word . `` Past two o'clock , '' cried her mother . `` This is really too dreadful . Come , Violet , you and I must go upstairs at any rate . '' `` We 'll all go , '' said the Squire , finishing his second brandy and soda .