The Great Impersonation by E. Phillips (Edward Phillips) Oppenheim
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"I wanted to hear that from you," he admitted. "You I felt instinctively
were different, but there are many men of our race who are willing enough to sacrifice a woman without the slightest scruple, either for their passions or their policy. I find Lady Dominey charming." "She will never lack a protector in me," Dominey declared. There were more farewells and, soon after, the little procession of cars drove off. Rosamund herself was on the terrace, bidding all her guests farewell. She clung to Dominey's arm when at last they turned back into the empty hall. "What dear people they were, Everard!" she exclaimed. "I only wish that I had seen more of them. The Duchess was perfectly charming to me, and I never knew any one with such delightful manners as Prince Terniloff. Are you going to miss them very much, dear?" "Not a bit," he answered. "I think I shall take a gun now and stroll down the meadows and across the rough ground. Will you come with me, or will you put on one of your pretty gowns and entertain me downstairs at luncheon? It is a very long time since we had a meal alone together." She shook her head a little sadly. "We never have had," she answered. "You know that, Everard, and alas! I know it. But we are going on pretending, aren't we?" He raised her fingers to his lips and kissed them. "You shall pretend all that you like, dear Rosamund," he promised, "and |
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