” “I will tell him,” Lady Lescelles said. ‘Oh, I do love a flatterer. Lord Charvill champed upon an invisible bit for a moment or two, closing the gap between himself and the girl, and muttering the name to himself in an overwrought sort of way. It had seemed to her that life might be very good indeed with his kindliness and sacrifice about her. If ever the denouement came—if ever the Hand reached him—Ruth would then understand why he had rebuffed all her tender advances. ‘But we—mon mari and myself—we have the bonne chance.
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