There was a tearing sound as the canvas gave way, and the precious portrait ripped apart as the top of the Frenchman’s head came through it. ” “And you knew, of course, that we were old friends?” “Indeed!” “Lady Ferringhall, I love your sister. She had not at first the power for concealment.
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