Her gratitude swelled within her. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. Wasting no time, he crossed straight to the shutters and opened them. ‘I don’t want a hue and cry after me, I thank you. Everything. Now there is none. I proceeded to Manchester, to investigate the matter further, and when there ascertained, beyond a doubt, that you were the eldest daughter of Sir Montacute Trenchard. She was with these movements—akin to them, she felt it at times intensely—and yet something eluded her.
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