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She had no intention of fighting fair. He was alarmed when she returned to the stage and her eyes passed over him in the audience. She was alone with a deadly enemy. Her tone was icy. But I had to know for sure. He had remarkably skilful fingers and a love of detailed processes, and he had become one of the most dexterous amateur makers of rock sections in the world. Mark you, she wasn’t the only one. And I don’t. I proceeded to Manchester, to investigate the matter further, and when there ascertained, beyond a doubt, that you were the eldest daughter of Sir Montacute Trenchard. But she had loved the man. Her eyes were lit with a gleam of humour. ” “By God!” said Manning, making the most of the word, “I suppose it’s fate. ‘You’re the most troublesome wretch I’ve ever encountered,’ he told her bitterly.
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