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'Faint heart,--you know, Mr Tregear.'
'Exactly. One has to tell oneself that very often. You will help
me?'
'Certainly not,' she said, as though she were much startled. 'How
can I help you?'
'By telling me what I should do. I suppose if I were to go down to
Richmond I should not be admitted.'
'If you ask me, I think not;--not to see Lady Mary. Lady Cantrip
would perhaps see you.'
'She is acting the part of-Duenna.'
'As I should do so, if Lady Mary were staying with me. You don't
suppose that if she were here I would let her see you in my house
without her father's leave?'
'I suppose not.'
'Certainly not; and therefore I conceive that Lady Cantrip will
not do so either.'
'I wish she were here.'
'It would be of no use. I should be a dragon in guarding her.'
'I wish you would let me feel that you were like a sister to me in
this matter.'
'But I am not your sister, nor yet your aunt, nor yet your
grandmother. What I mean is that I cannot be on your side.'
'Can you not?'
'No, Mr Tregear. Think how long I have known these other people.
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