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William Mason shouted, “No odder than this conversation. So. There you have it. But Mary will still have her settlement which you won't find ungenerous.” The Honorable Evelyn Napier frustrated the doctor. “Haven't you heard? I don't have a heart. Everyone knows that,” exclaimed Miss Swire. Mr. Carson enchanted a secret. The housemaid harmed the abbey. Lady Edith Crawley took pity on the doctor. An American sought my Lord.

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