Slowly a mirthless and very unpleasant smile dawned upon his face. Wild, and his uncle, Sir Rowland Trenchard. ‘The general himself?’ ‘How shall I get my inheritance if the general will believe that pig?’ ‘Do wish you wouldn’t keep on calling him a pig,’ Martha begged. “His back was towards me,” Anna said.
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