She galloped up the small stairs, hearing that Shari had finally risen. She tucked her stick under her arm and re-read Manning’s letter. Out of an old family album: here was the very comparison that had eluded him. The Magdalene XIV. This one was Henry Esmond, that one the melancholy Marius, and so forth and so on; never any villains. Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs. She mentally reprimanded herself to alter her own visage so as not to appear depraved. She recognized the face but could not quite place it.
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