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She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. Non. ” She was silent, and in the gloom of the dimly lit apartment he could not see her face. He looked down and met them. Never was there another girl like this one. But don't thank me; thank Miss Enschede. ” “And you knew, of course, that we were old friends?” “Indeed!” “Lady Ferringhall, I love your sister.
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