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. Lady Ferringhall listened, and her cheeks grew pale. He was not Meysey Hill, but an Englishman of business, and he had only a small income. Before it is too late. “Very well,” she would say, “then I must go. The major hailed him with a show of relief. “It isn’t a joke,” she said. It was a habit of his to talk to himself. A door led to the inner room; and it was evident from the peals of merriment, and other noises, that, ever and anon, resounded from within, that this chamber was occupied by the Marquis and his friends. “And aren’t there fees to pay at the Imperial College?” her aunt was saying—a disagreeable question.

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