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“And let us have a talk about this—some other time. But come in,
dear. “Thanks, I’m not very fond of coffee,” Anna answered, “and I hate music. My name is Armytage—Lord Ernest Armytage. The walls
were bare, and painted in stone-colour; the floors, devoid of carpet; the beds, of
hangings; the windows, of blinds; and, excepting in the thief-taker's own
audience-chamber, there was not a chair or a table about the premises; the place
of these conveniences being elsewhere supplied by benches, and deal-boards laid
across joint-stools. “You’re self-taught, aren’t you, Lucy?” She looked
around the table, all eyes upon her. ‘This is not love, Marthe.
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