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Here are their letters. Ed. There are men in the Lowndean who laugh at him—simply laugh at him. There was no one else in the doorway. You need have no apprehensions about him, Sir Rowland. Certainly I never met him. For the past four weeks mirrors had been her delight, a new toy. As usual the substantive sister—Prudence—did all the talking for the pair; Angelina, the shadow, offered only her submitting nods. Anna’s face was half turned from him, but her expression, and the tone of her monosyllable puzzled him.
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