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A discreet husband would leave the dispensation of his bounty, where women are concerned, to his wife. “Why didn’t you come back? Lucy, I needed you to come back, just once. But he promised to give me a couple of guineas if I'd ascertain whether it fitted your locks. My dear—I can call you that here, anyhow—I know that. "Humph!" exclaimed Jonathan, doubtfully. Though it’s very kind of you. ‘You, Mademoiselle Charvill, are as unlike most of your sex as you can be. I proceeded to Manchester, to investigate the matter further, and when there ascertained, beyond a doubt, that you were the eldest daughter of Sir Montacute Trenchard.
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