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’ ‘His daughter, ma’am?’ Gerald asked. He filled her glass with champagne. Gerald had been confident that the boy would not dream of disobeying an order thrown at him by a major of militia, but he guessed Jack might be wondering if he was about to be haled off to prison. This had well nigh been the case with the carpenter. She longed to own something lasting, anything, but knew her wishes to be stupid. ’ Gerald capitulated. ‘There is no question of a dispute.
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