" While he was thus musing, he fancied he heard the lock tried. “That is my dream of you,” said Manning, warming. ‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair. ’ ‘But you don’t look anything like her,’ burst out Mrs Ibstock. ” The redness in his face betrayed him.
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