She moved towards it slowly and picked it up, holding it out in front of her whilst the familiar perfume seemed to assert itself with damning insistence. ’ She struck her hands together. Without a word, the general reached out and took them, but his glance searched the girl’s face. I mean Miss Charvill no harm. There could not, he decided, possibly be two girls so much alike. "I beg pardon," he said. Nigel Ennison was he.
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