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“Forgive me,” he decided to say at last, and his voice had a little quiver of emotion, and he laid his hand on hers upon her knee. ‘Dear me. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared. Not if I read her aright. ‘I don’t know that I dare. ‘To what do you go, mademoiselle? The life of a nun in a convent, in a country where nuns are unwelcome. ‘Have you any more pretty toys like that knife about you?’ ‘The girl’s a regular arsenal,’ Hilary snapped, giving up into his senior’s hand the nasty little weapon he had snatched. People are brought up to be so shy about money.
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