Nigel, you have not forgotten!” “No,” he said, with a little bitter smile. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. Sheppard, fervently. Their conversation degenerated again and again into a strain of self-congratulation that would have irked an eavesdropper. " Ruth stood with drawn brows; she was trying to recall.
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