The Duke's Children by Anthony Trollope
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'What things?'
'My dear mother, sir, thought well of him.' The Duke uttered a deep sigh, and turned round to the fire. 'I always told him you would never consent.' 'I should think not.' 'It has come so suddenly. I should have spoken to you about it as soon as--as soon-' He had meant to say as soon as the husband's grief for the loss of his wife had been in some degree appeased, but could not speak the words. The Duke, however, perfectly understood him. 'In the meantime, they were not seeing each other.' 'Nor writing?' 'I think not.' 'Mrs Finn has known it all.' 'Mrs Finn!' 'Certainly. She has known all through.' 'I do not see how it can have been so.' 'He told me so himself,' said the Duke, unwittingly putting words into Tregear's mouth which Tregear had never uttered. 'There must be an end of this. I will speak to your sister. In the meantime, |
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