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Lord Langerdale's suite of apartments was on the second floor, and when we reached them it was no small relief to me to find the room into which we turned empty. I sank mechanically into the chair to which he pointed, whilst he himself remained standing a few feet away from me.
"From what you have told me," he said gravely, "I have not the least doubt but that my wife and your mother were sisters."