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The vast mirrored chamber, with its four little square window bays, two either side of the large raised dais that led to the French doors, was very full of company for the start of the Little Season. Her father was right: Ruth must never know. Concealed among the trees that edged the estate grounds, the watchers paused. Her aunt was a long time before she answered. " "Understand what?" "You or this girl. Wood was once a favourite of yours. The guards, horse and foot, and constables formed a wide circle round it to keep off the mob. I never could. I pity her from the bottom of my heart. ” And she pressed her lips together in white resolution and nodded, and she was manifestly full of that same passion for conflict and selfsacrifice that has given the world martyrs since the beginning of things.
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