"His shin may need rubbing. ‘I thought it was his great-nephew, young Brewis Charvill, who is his heir. ’ Abruptly, the niggling doubt that had been plaguing Lord Charvill came sweeping to the surface. She came to adore them. "My lips would belie my heart were I to refuse you. Ramage,” she said, clinging to her one point, “I want to get out of this horrible little room. I'll have a peep at him, if I die for it," she muttered, as she went out. For just as though a vague likeness is sometimes borne swiftly in upon one, so a vague dissimilarity between the face on the poster and the heroine of his thoughts had slowly crept into his consciousness.
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