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"My head fairly turns round. How I wish I might meet this delightful mystery lady of yours. Ruth hugged the envelope and McClintock, with the end of a burnt match, drew a cabalistic sign. I am glad you found me. ” “I think,” Lady Lescelles said, putting down her teacup, “that I must send Nigel to plead his own cause. The image in the glass was not clear, for the light was not bright enough to see properly, but the shadows of her riding habit and the hat with its waving plumes framed a countenance that gazed serenely back at her out of long-lashed blue eyes.
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