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‘Yes, but I’m probably chasing moonbeams. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. ‘What we have to find out is whether or not the wretched female is in fact Lord Charvill’s granddaughter. ’ The lady’s face came round, a puzzled frown on her brow. His gaze drawn, Gerald watched him dip to pick up a crushed square of white linen and a starched object that resembled a helmet.
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