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Unless it was a jewel or locket of some kind. ‘Why do you stand there? Take him up, and bring him out at once. Perhaps because I don’t know. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. And when she learned that she had been doubly cheated, what then? His thoughts began to fall on her side of the scales, and his own misery grew lighter as he anticipated hers. Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side.
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