Slowly Prudence Sindlesham nodded her head, her eyes never leaving his face. “Please forgive me, Lucy. It developed into a sort of secret and private bad manners. 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. Hurry to me, I entreat you. And now for the fawney— the ring I mean. “I’ll ruin your suit. Why on earth couldn’t he leave her to grow in her own way? Her pride rose at the bare thought of return.
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