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She went to her own table and sat down. "Thank you; but I've a pocket full of water-chestnuts. ’ With satisfaction, Gerald noted that her voice was hopelessly unsteady and drove home his advantage. She carried herself well, whereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic dignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to a curate of family, a scion of the Wiltshire Edmondshaws. “Please forgive me coming up, Miss Pellissier, but you have not been down to dinner for three nights, and—Brendon and I—we were afraid that you might be unwell.

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