” “I say,” she reflected, “you ARE rather the master, you know. “Can you spare me forty pounds?” she said. ’ Departed? ‘Tchah! I suppose the vicomte threw him out?’ Watching the fellow’s face, Everett felt his suspicion growing. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story.
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