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13071	Ward, Humphry, Mrs.	Helena			.txt	text/plain	76392	6030	89	"Twenty minutes--" said Lord Buntingford, looking at his watch. "Of course, they're awfully _nice_ girls--most of them," said Mrs. Friend, with a little, puzzled wrinkling of the brow. "I think Lord Buntingford meant it as a compliment--didn't he?" said Mrs. Friend shyly. "There, Mrs. Friend--you hear?" said Lord Buntingford, toying with his was in Lord Buntingford's house--Miss Helena Pitstone's chaperon. "Well, because"--said Helena slowly--"Cousin Philip doesn't like some of "No use to Cousin Philip, you mean, in policing me?" said Helena, with a "Buntingford looks twice as old as he need!" said Geoffrey French, "One word, Helena," said Buntingford, laying a hand on her arm, when all Mrs. Friend had seen Helena take up the _Times_ on one of the days on "You imagine that Helena tells me of her proposals?" said Buntingford, "Oh, well, he hadn't much to say," said Helena, looking a little	./cache/13071.txt	./txt/13071.txt