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He pictured himself visiting the girl in this shabby little home of her aunt’s—she had told him that it was shabby—and he recalled that delicious little smile with which she would surely greet him, a smile which seemed to be a matter of the eyes as well as the lips. If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you had only to turn to a certain page. The time was the 26th of November, 1703: the place, the Mint in Southwark. He won’t be in uniform. She had to resist an impulse of sheer terror, to run out after them and give in. My dear—I can call you that here, anyhow—I know that. Unless—’ Something clicked in his mind and he stared at his friend without seeing him. ‘What we have to find out is whether or not the wretched female is in fact Lord Charvill’s granddaughter. "I should be sorry to persuade him to do anything his calmer judgment might disapprove.
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