‘Her purpose, if you will believe me, is to get herself a dowry so that she may marry an Englishman. She dropped the manuscripts and swiftly brought the coat to him, noting that a button hung loose. “Hainault, Celeste’s friend. ‘Now see here, missie. . ’ ‘What if she goes back to Charvill?’ demanded Roding. Faugh!” She took up the last morsel of roll, and held it delicately between her long slim fingers. " "Perhaps I read of it somewhere. He was always forgetting that his tummy was fifty-four years old. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. Wild horses wouldn’t drag it out of me, even I knew anything, which I don’t. ‘You know perfectly well that she is the daughter of the Comtesse de St Erme. “I have heard of you, of course,” Anna answered hesitatingly, “but——” “You cannot imagine what I have come to see you about.
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