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‘So now you may safely cease your roundaboutation, and tell me what took you to Remenham House. He guided himself between her legs. “There are some people,” he said at last, “who seem fated to carry on their shoulders the burdens of other people. “I had to. ” Her father interrupted. “I wonder,” he said, “is there anything we could do to help you to get rid of him?” “Can you think of anything?” Anna answered. It was obviously pitched well, hitting her head at a good thirtyfive miles per hour. Manning regarded her thoughtfully for a moment and stroked his mustache. There was a time, long, long ago, when the tears would have rushed to my eyes unbidden at the bare mention of generosity like yours, Mr.
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