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“I think,” he said, “that I would fetch any one whom he has asked to see. Wood, terrified by the wildness
of her looks. Hartford, Connecticut; she had registered that address; but
there was something so mystifyingly Oriental about her that the address only
thickened the haze behind which she moved. ‘But you have told them that I have been disguised,
no? That I have broken into Remenham House, and—’
‘No, no, child, don’t be alarmed,’ said her great-aunt, her tone soothing. Only promise me to amend—to quit your vile companions—and I will
forgive you—will bless you. He is the kind of man who would much prefer a little dust in his
eyes. The
door to the library burst open.
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