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thought that you were he. The lady whose husband had been Mayor of Hartlepool
looked at Anna and sniffed. “You knew it,” he added, in her momentary silence. Nine years ago, I worked in this very house—had a kind indulgent
master, whom I robbed—twice robbed, at your instigation, villain; a mistress,
whom you have murdered; a companion, whose friendship I have for ever
forfeited; a mother, whose heart I have well-nigh broken. "Where is he, then?" demanded the other, hastily. “A sex of blacklegging clients. "When in France, I heard from the Marshal that his brother had perished in
London on the night of the Great Storm. "Rot, weren't they?"
"No.
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