’ Charvill eyed the girl with resentment. She finished the olive and looked up. In twenty minutes we meet in the hall, remember. But he was not a father one could make much of. " "At all events, let me send her away, my dear," supplicated the carpenter, anxious to avert the impending storm. Of course, at home there would have been questions.
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