She saw his eyes glaze over. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. "Come! I see the storm has blown over," cried Winifred, brightening up. He passed but a cursory glance over the formal certificate that identified the Frenchman before him as one André Valade, distant cousin to the Vicomte Valade. CHAPTER XIV. "Do you not know me, father?" said the young man, advancing towards him, and warmly grasping his hand. "And now, to your own concerns.
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