#65113 - We sat around the long table in the green room, Blatchford, Lord Marchington’s appointee to the board and de facto chairman opened proceedings, “Gentlemen, I have the last quarter’s accounts,” he announced, “Trading conditions remain difficult,” he said. “No, I shall keep you for myself,” I said. A poor artless thing, plain, unattractive, her dark hair cropped mannishly, she would make some impoverished nobleman a truly miserable bride, though her dowry would doubtless make the whole miserable exercise bearable.
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