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He was alarmed when she returned to the stage and her eyes passed over him in the audience. It was cramped even at the end of the passage. My name is Armytage—Lord Ernest Armytage. It was not so uncommon back in the Hebrides for men to take several wives and additional lovers. "No"—as if her thoughts were elsewhere. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. That is all I ask.
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