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He was staring at her, openly gaping. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. " "From some of your associates?" "From your uncle, from my uncle,—Sir Rowland Trenchard. Was that it? Had she clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated her.
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