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“You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. I’m not discussing Shakespeare. He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. “All of which doesn’t help me in the slightest degree to pay back that money. ‘I must get a handkerchief. You can go for a walk with Lucy.
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