Read that letter, Thames—my lord marquis, I mean. It was locked. “Why would she do that? Why does she care? That’s a waste of her time. Stanley came home at a quarter to six—an earlier train by fifteen minutes than he affected—his sister met him in the hall with a hushed expression. You are afraid—that here in London—I shall not be a success.
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