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His eyes glowed beneath the glasses and his blue buttondown shirt was reflected in the lenses. “Do you think it is fair of you to persecute me just now?” “It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. “Lady Ferringhall, sir. Indeed it was apparent, from the likeness between them, that they were nearly related. ” Anna read, and her cheeks grew slowly scarlet.
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