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“I’m sorry. Each one had been different from the others, each had had a quality all its own, a distinctive freshness, a distinctive beauty. The house was invisible from the road, and yet enormous once within view. You saw him? You have been to Remenham House?’ ‘Remenham House? I wish I’d been only to Remenham House. But that title he would not endure. "Perhaps you don't know that this Darrell so contrived matters, that your child should be mistaken for his own; by which means it had a narrow escape from a tight cravat, I can assure you. Hitchings, who seem to be absolutely engrossed in one another, and a boy of about seventeen, who no sooner got here than he discovered that he wanted to see a man in the promenade and disappeared. For fifteen years!—so long as I can remember! All I wanted was a little love, a caress now and then. “I’ll have to pay it.

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