” Sir John turned towards the door. ‘You said?’ ‘Mrs Sindlesham, your great-aunt, miss. “That is my dream of you,” said Manning, warming. Suddenly he came to a stop, his mouth agape. Spurling and Marvel rose too. "Of yourself," he replied, in a mournful tone. ‘Is there a resemblance?’ ‘This is Mary Remenham?’ ‘That is my late niece, yes.
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