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“How old is she?” “She is seventeen, but I think it unlikely that any Italian has ever heard of her. Her parents live in Yorkshire and seldom come to London.” “So you have attached her name to your passport?” “I might have made it difficult for you by using my cousin’s Christian name, but fortunately when I was having luncheon that first day with my friends who were shooting with me, I heard Bob call you ‘Miss Shana’.” Shana drew in her breath. She had no idea that the Marquis had heard Bob speaking to her at the Rose and Crown. He might have said something else to make the Marquis suspicious that she was not who she pretended to be. “I thought it a rather unusual, but charming name, so when I asked the Ambassador if I could have your name added to my passport, I put you down as ‘Miss