Vitally, she had the letter that proved her identity as a Charvill: the one her father had written to the Abbess when he sent her to the convent. Jack tried it, and found it locked. “I suppose, Mr. Nigel, you have not forgotten!” “No,” he said, with a little bitter smile. Then a surge of rage welled up. “While that lamb was about every man of any spirit was regarded as a dangerous wolf. As I shall take and hold. ’ She dropped to her knees before her old nurse and hugged the workroughened hand with both her own, looking up into Martha’s face where slow tears were tracing down her cheek.
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