" "Except me, dear," insinuated Edgeworth Bess. “It is very, very difficult,” she continued, looking steadfastly at the ground. My son went down after his death. “How could it not have hurt?” His analytical side started putting in overtime. No one had lived here since old man Remenham had died some eighteen months ago, for the heir, so it was rumoured, was a relative with property of his own. “Have you any money?” “Lots,” Anna answered laconically. But I am not worthy to be any man's wife —far less his wife.
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