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Chapter Seven-2
“Thank you, my Lord, thank you. If there be anythin’ I can do for you or her Ladyship, I’m always at your service.” “That is very kind of you,” the Earl replied. He walked down the stairs thinking that he was glad he was not staying at Watton Hall, and even more glad that Ansella was now with him in The Castle. He was quite certain that if she was still alone here, she would have been terrified by her father’s illness and concerned that if he recovered, he would somehow blame her for what had happened. The Earl felt the whole house was oppressive and somehow definitely creepy. Lord Frazer had made it into a background for himself and the Earl felt as if everything that was unpleasant in him was impregnated in the atmosphere of the house. The rooms seemed tainted with the cruelty and
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