He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. "You are the son of Sir Montacute Trenchard, of Ashton-Hall, near Manchester. " "No more of this," rejoined Thames, "or we shall quarrel. “I’m really very sorry.
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