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She looked at her flattened belly. Here was one that subtly mocked her. ‘Is there a resemblance?’ ‘This is Mary Remenham?’ ‘That is my late niece, yes. “Then why the devil,” he demanded, “do you let me stand you dinners and the opera—and why do you come to a cabinet particuliar with me?” He became radiant with anger. ‘They weren’t no soldiers. There was the stile on which Jonathan had sat, and he recollected distinctly the effect of his mocking glance— how it had hardened his heart against his mother's prayer. ” “Bring her—here,” Hill muttered. He knocked his pipe on the teak rail.
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