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A Lady of Quality

  
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CONTENTS

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CHAPTER I THE TWENTY-FOURTH DAY OF NOVEMBER IN THE YEAR 1685
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CHAPTER II IN WHICH SIR JEOFFRY ENCOUNTERS HIS OFFSPRING
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CHAPTER III WHEREIN SIR JEOFFRY'S BOON COMPANIONS DRINK A TOAST
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CHAPTER IV LORD TWEMLOW'S CHAPLAIN VISITS HIS PATRON'S KINSMAN, AND MISTRESS CLORINDA SHINES ON HER BIRTHDAY NIGHT
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CHAPTER V "NOT I, SHE SAID. "THERE THOU MAYEST TRUST ME. I WOULD NOT BE FOUND OUT"
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CHAPTER VI RELATING HOW MISTRESS ANNE DISCOVERED A MINIATURE
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CHAPTER VII 'TWAS THE FACE OF SIR JOHN OXON THE MOON SHONE UPON
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CHAPTER VIII TWO MEET IN THE DESERTED ROSE-GARDEN, AND THE OLD EARL OF DUNSTANWOLDE IS MADE A HAPPY MAN
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CHAPTER IX "I GIVE TO HIM THE THING HE CRAVES WITH ALL HIS SOUL—MYSELF
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CHAPTER X I HAVE MARRED HIM
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CHAPTER XI WHEREIN A NOBLE LIFE COMES TO AN END
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CHAPTER XII WHICH TREATS OF THE OBSEQUIES OF MY LORD OF DUNSTANWOLDE, OF HIS LADY'S WIDOWHOOD, AND OF HER RETURN TO TOWN
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CHAPTER XIII WHEREIN A DEADLY WAR BEGINS
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CHAPTER XIV CONTAINING THE HISTORY OF THE BREAKING OF THE HORSE DEVIL, AND RELATES THE RETURNING OF HIS GRACE OF OSMONDE FROM FRANCE
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CHAPTER XV IN WHICH SIR JOHN OXON FINDS AGAIN A TROPHY HE HAD LOST
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CHAPTER XVI DEALING WITH THAT WHICH WAS DONE IN THE PANELED PARLOR
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CHAPTER XVII WHEREIN HIS GRACE OF OSMONDE'S COURIER ARRIVES FROM FRANCE
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CHAPTER XVIII MY LADY DUNSTANWOLDE SITS LATE ALONE AND WRITES
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CHAPTER XIX A PITEOUS STORY IS TOLD, AND THE OLD CELLARS WALLED IN
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CHAPTER XX A NOBLE MARRIAGE
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CHAPTER XXI AN HEIR IS BORN
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CHAPTER XXII MOTHER ANNE
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CHAPTER XXIII "IN ONE WHO WILL DO JUSTICE, AND DEMANDS THAT IT SHALL BE DONE TO EACH THING HE HAS MADE, BY EACH WHO BEARS HIS IMAGE"
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CHAPTER XXIV THE DOVES SAT UPON THE WINDOW-LEDGE AND LOWLY COOED AND COOED

  
FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT
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