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‘It weren’t my wish, miss, I can tell you that. He seemed to possess a penetration and cunning beyond his years—to hide a man's judgment under a boy's mask. ’ ‘Yolande, my maid?’ ‘You don’t need a maid,’ Martha said stoutly. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. Sir John filled his glass with trembling hand. S. She could not say who, not yet. On his return to London, he found that applications had been made from a somewhat doubtful quarter by two individuals, for the posts of subordinate officers in his troop.
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