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‘I assure you it was mutual. But always this new phase in life which civilization called convention threw up barrier after barrier. Sydney sprang up. May I ask the nature of your interest in her?” He hesitated. When she spoke, her lips twitched. They used to marry us off at seventeen, rush us into things before we had time to protest. Stanley regarded him through his glasses with something approaching animosity. “If you speak—farewell. Into this new world, vivid with colour, came Spurlock, receptively. Melusine was silent, revolving this outcome in her mind as she stared at Roding, who was frowning at her in a puzzled way. At that time, we were beneath the sway of Anne: we are now at the commencement of the reign of George the First.
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