How would it serve Nicholas to keep the truth from his daughter? A tiny thread of disquiet troubled him. She sat very still, and his eyes rested on that ornament for a moment, and then travelled slowly to her wrist and the soft lines of her forearm. All of a sudden, there was movement behind him. "Who are you?" inquired Mrs.
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