Chapter Six-3

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He was so puzzled that it occupied his mind the whole time that his valet was helping him undress. Then, when the man had left him, the Marquis stood for a little while at the open window watching the dawn creep up the sky and breathing in the early morning breeze that swept away the heat of the night. The Marquis was so strong that he did not feel particularly tired and, although he had risen early and it had been a long day, he was looking forward to his ride before breakfast. He had taught himself when he was in the Army to sleep very little when occasion demanded and he knew that if he had three hours now it would be enough. Harris had blown out the candle on the dressing table and there was now only the one left beside his bed. He closed the curtains and walked to the bed. He cl

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