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But she liked Lindfield; that made her task so much harder. It was shameful to treat a man like this, and yet -- and yet there was still the memory of that dreadful gilded house in Paris and the dying voice of Diana.
So once more, and not for the last time, she settled down to the task that was so odious -- odious because she liked him.