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Gerald doubted there would be many eager suitors, even assuming the comtesse was keen to marry off her daughter to a foreign protestant. It penetrated the skin; benumbed the flesh; paralysed the faculties. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. ” “It isn’t precisely faults,” said Ann Veronica. "And now, I've one further request," faltered Jack; "though I scarcely know how to make it. I don't care how soon he learns that he has lost his adopted son.

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