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She also understood what her father was trying to say and she replied, “Don’t worry, Papa. I will forget that I am ‘the honourable’, which as far as I am concerned is not worth a penny in the open market and, if anybody asks me who I am, I will say that my name is ‘Milton’, which is near enough to yours for me to remember it and I have just been reading Paradise Regained by John Milton!” Her father laughed. “Perhaps that is what you and I will find together when you come back with the three hundred guineas!” “Exactly, Papa! And we will have a feast on the first night I bring it back and pay Mr. Travers what we owe him. In fact, while I am handing Orion over, I will be wondering what you would enjoy most, a large beefsteak, a leg of lamb or a piece of tender veal.” “I will decide that