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Winter came at the manor. I followed, taking up hunting so that way I could track you, to make sure you would become well again. At this moment, a door was opened below; lights gleamed on the walls; and the figures of Rowland and Sir Cecil were distinguished at the foot of the stairs. “You really couldn’t ride in it,” he said, deprecatingly.
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