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Love…. ” Lady Ferringhall sat with half closed eyes and clenched teeth. She gathered stones to place upon the makeshift grave. I do—with all my heart. Manning loved her presented itself to her bloodlessly, stilled from any imaginative quiver or thrill of passion or disgust. “Well, I don’t want you to talk to him,” he said, very firmly. He'll mend, I hope.
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