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"Friends!" echoed Kneebone, with a look of dismay. ‘As I have said, it was a quarrel between the vicomte and Monsieur Charvill. Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests. You have actually given up a dinner-party to dine alone with me. Almost the last female to bear the name, too,’ muttered the old lady.
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