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“Listen, Annabel,” he said hoarsely. I'm a slave to my word. You are infatuated. ’ ‘Only because you did not tell me entirely the story? That is silly. ‘Allow me. . Only now it does not matter at all because Joan has come and has seen me. But I can give it its name now. ‘That,’ he said stonily, ‘is yet another point over which we fell out. Lady Palsworthy was the widow of a knight who had won his spurs in the wholesale coal trade, she was of good seventeenth-century attorney blood, a county family, and distantly related to Aunt Mollie’s deceased curate. I do want them.
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