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She thought that the horses looked rather tired as if they had been driven a long way and speedily. A footman opened the door to her and, as she walked into the hall, she asked, “Who is here, Henry?” “It be a gentleman from London, my Lady, has called to see ’His Grace.” “From London!” Gloria exclaimed in some surprise. Her father seldom received any visitors from London. However, a great number of people in the country counted on his support for one project or another. Gloria was about to go upstairs to change her clothes when the butler appeared. “His Grace has been waiting for you to return, my Lady,” he said. “He be in the study.” “Thank you, Armstrong, I expected that he will be in his study and I will go there now.” Wondering how her father’s visitor from London could in an