Twenty guineas, mind. ” She turned her face to the fire, gripped her hands upon her elbows, and drew her thin shoulders together in a shrug. But you’ve got to lend me forty pounds. A grimy, battered object, which had no place in the fashionable quarter of town. “You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason. ’ The lady sighed and spread her hands. Feels as if I’ve been dashing back and forth about the whole country, if you want to know. I slaved over it, contacted half a dozen genealogy groups and came up with zilch. My boys are all Sandwich Island born.
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