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The eminent painter had handsome, expressive features, an aquiline nose, and a good deal of dignity in his manner. Most of the time, he was hunting and he returned at night. He lowered himself onto her and entered her slowly, an inch at a time. Think if your own mother was alive!” He paused, deeply moved. ‘How do you do, my lord? I am Lucilla Froxfield.
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