I suppose this is the sort of damned rubbish—” “Oh! Ssh, Peter!” cried Miss Stanley. "What shall we do, Poll?" hesitated Edgeworth Bess. Lord Charvill’s sense of justice would not, however, allow him to repudiate his granddaughter, if indeed this female proved to be the infant lost to the family so many years ago. The detective backed out slowly and closed the door without sound. If they entered a shop, he paused by the doorway, as if waiting for the journey to be resumed.
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