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When Davis knocked at the door she said drearily, "Come in." She thought it was her husband at last.
"Are you Mademoiselle Denasia?" inquired a strange voice.
A quick sense of trouble came to her; she stood up and answered "Yes."
"There is a gentleman at our house, Mr. Tresham; he is very ill indeed. He asks for you constantly. Mr. Lanhear