"As yet," pursued the stranger, "Sir Montacute had placed no limit to his son's expenditure. It's a mighty quare 'un, though. ’ ‘Get on, Hilary, do,’ begged Lucilla. But I don’t care; I haven’t a spark of shame. " "Then it was not a dream!" ejaculated Sir Rowland in a hollow voice, and as if speaking to himself.
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