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He walked through a wide open archway, curtained with deep-blue curtains, into the apartment that served as a reception-room. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely. It had been intensified and corrupted by time, as if to add insult to injury. Lord Charvill’s sense of justice would not, however, allow him to repudiate his granddaughter, if indeed this female proved to be the infant lost to the family so many years ago. You can have no shecrets from me.
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