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It was she who felt guilty as he showed her their bedroom, smelling her perfume, ingesting their psychic leftovers. “It is about your sister, Lady Ferringhall. “May I ask whether you are staying with friends in town?” he inquired deferentially. There were seven tales in all—short stories—a method of expression quite strange to her, after the immense canvases of Dickens and Hugo. The father, granite; the daughter, fire: Spurlock saw the one and heard the other, his amazement indescribable. We must never let your father know we went.

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