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" The girl's eyes filled. She pulled herself together and put her eye to the eye-piece. ” She smiled faintly. “Lady Ferringhall, sir. If I did not love you so much I believe I could win you by sheer force of character, for people tell me I am naturally of the dominating type. But remember my warning, and play the game!" Spurlock closed his eyes again. It was a habit she had taken from Remenham House, but could not wear because of the colour which must draw attention. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky. “But if you weren’t keen on the suffrage business, why on earth did you go to prison?” Ann Veronica reflected.
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