“I won’t pretend,” he said, “that this is an accident. Sheppard. Sheppard, with a deep sigh, perceiving that her benefactor hesitated to pronounce the word. Lucy sighed. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. “And this is Mr. V.
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