The Baronet's Bride by May Agnes Fleming
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singular being--what was he? Clairvoyant, astrologer, what?"
"Astrologer--an Eastern astrologer--Achmet by name." "And who, probably, never was further than London in his life-time. A well-got-up charlatan, no doubt." "Charlatan he may have been; Englishman he was not. His face, his speech, convinced me of that. And, Olivia, charlatan or no, he told me my past life as truly as I knew it myself." Lady Kingsland listened with a quiet smile. "No doubt he has been talking to the good people of the village and to the servants in the house." "Neither the people of the village nor the servants of the house know aught of what he told me. He showed me what transpired twenty years ago. "Twenty years ago?" "Yes, when I was fresh from Cambridge, and making my first tour. Events that occurred in Spain--that no one under heaven save myself can know of--he told me." "That was strange!" "Olivia, it was astounding--incomprehensible! I should never have credited one word he said but for that. He told me the past as I know |
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