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Thames took it, and beheld the portrait of a young man, apparently—judging from his attire—of high rank, whose proud and patrician features certainly presented a very striking resemblance to his own. ’ Then he bowed, raising his hat in salute and, crossing to the coach, spoke briefly to its driver and leapt into it without looking back. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. Do you remember when we went right away, Nigel, and forgot everything? We went down the river past Veraz, and the larks were singing all over those deep brown fields, and the river further on wound its way like a coil of silver across the rich meadowland, and along the hillside vineyards. Everybody looked askance at everybody else. What would happen when confronted by the actual? He was young; she was also young and physically beautiful—his lawful wife. Ann Veronica realized that she was alone with the world. ‘It is London’s loss, ma’am. " "Who cares if we do?" retorted Sheppard, with a look of defiance.
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