. "Where is he, then?" demanded the other, hastily. “I’ll get a towel. ‘You are related to General Lord Charvill?’ ‘Monsieur le baron, he is my grandpére,’ she confirmed. He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. She was rash and ignorant, absolutely inexperienced. I'll keep it for your sake.
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