He had a wild impulse to shout. ‘Me, I am Mademoiselle Charvill, the granddaughter of Monsieur Jar-vis Re-men-ham. That is what I must do. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. She wanted to come, and I wouldn't let her. "Adieu, my worthy uncle.
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