“Aunt!” she said, “I can’t—” Then she caught a wild appeal in her aunt’s blue eye, halted, and the door clicked upon them. ‘I take it that you like this great-niece of mine?’ ‘One cannot help but do so. Cocked hats and buckled swords spoke of rank. There was no marriage, and I hated, oh, how I hated the man.
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