The doctor and another man were by his bedside when they entered the room, and there were writing materials which had evidently been used close at hand. Lord Charvill’s sense of justice would not, however, allow him to repudiate his granddaughter, if indeed this female proved to be the infant lost to the family so many years ago. He was always deceived by these rustlings which promised wind and seldom fulfilled that promise. " "The Tigress!" The doctor laughed. “I mean to go to that dance!” she blubbered. He must know she’ll be at a convent.
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