" "Oh, that!" He raised his head, staring at her in blank astonishment. She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. " "Sir Rowland is my brother," resumed Lady Trafford coldly. She could see over a waist high stone wall into the miniature courtyard, complete with benches only a small child could sit upon, one which had been broken in half, its two pieces left unjoined on the sandy ground.
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