‘Well?’ she said. "Then it's all over with us. It is I who took the burden of your misdeeds upon my shoulders that you might become Lady Ferringhall. Montague Hill is. For just as though a vague likeness is sometimes borne swiftly in upon one, so a vague dissimilarity between the face on the poster and the heroine of his thoughts had slowly crept into his consciousness. "He has been indefatigable in his search," continued Winifred, "and has even journeyed to Manchester. Impassive by nature and training, he was conscious to-night of a strange sense of excitement, of exhilaration tempered by a dull background of disappointment. “Dear me!” he said. I do not know.
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