Chapter VIII “WHITE’S” Northwards, away from the inhospitality of West Kensington, rumbled the ancient four-wheel cab, laden with luggage and drawn by a wheezy old horse rapidly approaching its last days. ‘As for an heir, I have Alderley cousins enough. “That sounds interesting. Oh, I grew fond of you as the years went by. General Lord Charvill disinherited him for his pains. It got on my nerves—the women I saw. “You know what? You’re right. Basically a kindly man but made cynical and derisive by sordid contacts, O'Higgins had almost forgotten that there was such a thing as unselfishness. ” He dared, his nostrils flaring.
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