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‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair. ’ ‘What?’ uttered Gerald, startled. Yet the smoke was curling upwards in a faint innocent-looking cloud to the ceiling. She did not remember him, but he said that he had introduced himself to her when she was visiting the butcher's family. ’ ‘Don’t need you to tell me that, Prudence Sindlesham,’ barked the old man, his glance snapping at her briefly, before resuming his study of Melusine, who, to Gerald’s intense admiration, was standing before him, glaring and stiff with defiance. ‘What else was there to do? He paid off the servants and left old Pottiswick in charge, saying that the place would have to remain empty until the heir was found. ‘Very useful, of course. This became very interesting. She was nestled under his bedspread. “Will you tell me what all this is about?” said Capes. ’ ‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield.
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