Brendon was silent. “I suppose my levity is incorrigible. Vanity was a vice not just to be deprecated, but effectively strangled at birth. Mrs Sindlesham raised her brows. The destroying angel hurried by, shrouded in his gloomiest apparel. “You have the temperament,” he said. And if the woman is not a rival, she must be—yes, that must be it. He remained standing by the stem of the proa, his glance roving investigatingly. Have you brought me a message from my sister? I understood, I believe, that she was seeing you last night.
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