‘His granddaughter?’ ‘Yes, his son’s daughter. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. Kentish family. He had. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a hill. But God did not put you next door. It was common name, so I was thrown off the scent. He had offered to escort the young lady to England where she might seek refuge with her relations there, and proposed that the maid Yolande might serve Miss Charvill.
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