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No one had lived here since old man Remenham had died some eighteen months ago, for the heir, so it was rumoured, was a relative with property of his own. “Permit me to offer you the English paper which has just arrived, Sir John,” he said, holding out a Daily Telegraph. His mother smiled in return, an act that brightened her thin face. "I was coming to give you intelligence of a comical trick played by this rascal, when I find him here—the last place, I own, where I should have expected to find him. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. She glanced into his face. Manning, Lady Palsworthy’s nephew, a tall young man of seven-and-thirty with a handsome, thoughtful, impassive face, a full black mustache, and a certain heavy luxuriousness of gesture. ‘Certainly you may have me under guard. Rumors had it he had been a looker in his youth, all long hair and chiseled muscles, but those days were long gone. At any rate, he began to deliberately personate him.
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