“Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. I said as how I’d tell Mr Jarvis as he wanted to take you away. ‘What we have to find out is whether or not the wretched female is in fact Lord Charvill’s granddaughter. “Well, I don’t know,” she said thoughtfully. She became aware of his presence as she had never been aware of any human being in her life before. ‘Beg your pardon, ma’am, but she’s enough to try the patience of a saint. "My portrait!" echoed Jack. She wished to view Sebastian again if only to reaffirm that there was a human being whose appearance remained unaltered by the vagaries of time and memory.
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