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But his gloom appeared to be occasioned by remorse, rather than sorrow. “About my sister,” she repeated slowly. “You can’t imagine,” Sydney exclaimed, “that the people downstairs will be such drivelling asses as to believe piffle like that. She hated the manor. Though nearly dark, there was still light enough left to enable him to discern surrounding objects. Nice, of course. "That's scarcely a fair question, Mr.
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