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’ ‘How can you possibly enquire for her?’ demanded Hilary acidly. She guarded her mother, or at least she had liked to think so. 1. “She”, you say. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. ” “I’m not surprised at it. “Troubles, my friend,” she exclaimed lightly. ‘Thought you were going to break in here,’ he said, in an impatient whisper.
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