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They had gone into the library for a rubber of bridge, until it was time to start for the Ferida. Now there came a chime from the mantel, and Dehra glanced at the old French clock that her Bourbon ancestress had brought with her-among wagon loads of clothes and furniture-when she came to be wife to Henry the Third.
"Well, Armand," she said, "if