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Manning, with a sweep of the arm. Wood obeyed. “It is Rhea’s infant. " He paused, and not without malice. You must let me do whatever I can for you. In the artificial light her skin had the tint and lustre of a yellow pearl. ‘Charvill?’ uttered Roding frowningly. She did not understand the note of hostility to men that ran through it all, the bitter vindictiveness that lit Miss Miniver’s cheeks and eyes, the sense of some at last insupportable wrong slowly accumulated. ‘Don’t let us quarrel over your Leonardo,’ he said, summoning a faint smile.
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