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Cathy sighed. ‘Is there a resemblance?’ ‘This is Mary Remenham?’ ‘That is my late niece, yes. “John,” she declared, “I must eat or die. You lack only that mechanical knack of expression which is the least important part of an artist’s equipment, but which remains a tedious and absolute necessity. His own peculiar genius—a miracle key to the hidden things in men's souls—had given him this immediate and astonishing illumination. The stranger started at the touch, and spoke. ” She glanced at Brendon, who stood by her side, tall and threatening. The thought of Capes flooded her being like long-veiled sunlight breaking again through clouds.
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