“What is the good of pretending?” she said. The fates are never so kind to me. “Just come to that seat now you are here, Miss Stanley, and look down the other path; there’s a vista of just the common sort. Chapter XXI HER SISTER’S SECRET “I think,” Lady Ferringhall said, “that you are talking very foolishly. Tears began to stream from her cheeks. . Danger, the most terrible she had ever faced, was substantially in this room. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. He cupped her small hands in the bowl of his large ones and reassured her in the kindest manner, saying, “You will have the finest life that Florence has to offer.
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