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CHAPTER THREE-3
Carstairs was overwhelmed by Vanda when he met her. “That be the prettiest lady that has come inside this ’ouse ever since I’ve been ’ere,” he said to his Master. “Seems a pity there’s no more like her.” “What is wrong with those who have come earlier?” the Earl asked. Carstairs’s opinion on people always amused him. “If you be speakin’ of her Ladyship, I wouldn’t trust her an inch further than I can see her. Beautiful she may be. At the same time she’s too pushy for my likin’, and her stops at nothin’ to get her own way.” This was indeed something that the Earl had already found. It was of comfort to know that Carstairs was not deceived by Irene’s ‘honeyed tongue’ as he called it. “She says one thing and thinks another,” Carstairs rambled on. “From what I makes out all the servants
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