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CD 1
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| 1 |
One
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6:28
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| 2 |
Three years later Venetia was still awaiting…
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5:18
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| 3 |
Two gentlemen of marked dissimilarity…
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6:41
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| 4 |
Two
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7:02
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| 5 |
A few hundred yards down the lane…
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5:48
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| 6 |
'Well, fair trespasser, you are justly served…'
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6:35
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| 7 |
Three
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5:48
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| 8 |
But when a week crept by without a sign…
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5:38
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| 9 |
Four
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7:06
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| 10 |
'I call you mysterious because - ' he paused…
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6:48
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| 11 |
Five
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4:47
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| 12 |
His arrival at the Priory almost coincided…
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5:45
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CD 2
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| 1 |
Six
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5:14
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| 2 |
He had been listening to her in amusement…
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6:57
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| 3 |
Seven
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5:12
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| 4 |
They were fast friends…
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4:47
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| 5 |
Eight
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5:29
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| 6 |
She knelt on the edge of the loft…
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6:48
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| 7 |
Nine
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4:48
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| 8 |
Damerel rode slowly back to the Priory…
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4:44
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| 9 |
Ten
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6:50
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| 10 |
It was a very troubled lady who was driven back…
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7:13
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| 11 |
Eleven
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7:37
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| 12 |
Mrs. Scorrier was perfectly ready to talk…
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8:02
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CD 3
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| 1 |
Twelve
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4:53
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| 2 |
Damerel, alighting from his horse…
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4:44
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| 3 |
Thirteen
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5:59
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| 4 |
'It is just the problem of where to go…'
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6:22
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| 5 |
Fourteen
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6:38
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| 6 |
By this time two circumstances had been made plain…
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7:02
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| 7 |
Fifteen
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7:01
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| 8 |
He was holding open the door…
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7:26
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| 9 |
Sixteen
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7:29
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| 10 |
Seventeen
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5:44
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| 11 |
Mrs. Hendred received the news…
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6:07
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| 12 |
'Good God!' Venetia said blankly.
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6:06
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CD 4
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| 1 |
Eighteen
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5:55
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| 2 |
As this sibilant command was endorsed…
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5:13
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| 3 |
Venetia said slowly: 'So that was why Papa…'
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5:43
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| 4 |
Nineteen
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7:11
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| 5 |
'I help you' Lady Steeple laughed…
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7:39
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| 6 |
Arrived at the top of the street, Venetia stopped…
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7:32
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| 7 |
Twenty
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7:04
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| 8 |
'Marston, has he been getting foxed often'
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6:53
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| 9 |
Twenty - One
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6:20
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| 10 |
Accepting this blighting announcement with equanimity…
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6:13
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