9. She came along with the fluttering assurance of some tall ship. Honestly, I never did. The season was ripe for mating, she thought to herself bitterly. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. Well, I'll have a look-see at this young De Maupassant. You, sir,” he added, turning to Brendon, “had better take my card round to the police station in Werner Street and ask that Detective Dorling be sent round here at once on urgent business. Here, Jem, take the gentleman's horse to the stable—see him dressed and fed directly. I don’t know anyone.
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