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You don’t know what you ask nor what you say. ’ The sharp eyes twinkled. “How gratified she must have been! If only I had known I would have made an effort to get home in time for dinner. Plays Beethoven, Rubenstein and all those chaps. “You knew it,” he added, in her momentary silence. 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. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. He handed Ruth a letter. I shall want you. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all.
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