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‘Would you like me to enquire for your mystery lady, Gerald? I know the Comte and Comtesse de St Erme quite well. ’ ‘Oh, she is English?’ repeated Alderley, interest perking up. In the struggle her cap fell off. That he was immolating Ruth on the altar of his conscience never broke in upon his thought for consideration. The next few hours will tell. You fell in at once with her quixotic and damnable scheme of foisting her reputation and her follies upon your shoulders whilst she marries a rich man and commences all over again a life of selfish pleasure. I owe his mother one, and will repay the debt, with interest, to her son. He's down in Patagonia somewhere. ToC Sir Rowland, meantime, paced his chamber with a quick and agitated step.
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