You must be lonely here with only a few men friends. “—and your aunt—” For a time he searched for the mot juste. So it does. Easy enough to look as if one rides away. It never has had. It is I who took the burden of your misdeeds upon my shoulders that you might become Lady Ferringhall. She drew a chair to the window and stared at the splendour of the tropical night. "No, no," rejoined Thames; "fly—or I will not answer for your safety.
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