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if he did, it doesn’t matter, for he’s nothing but a country squire’s son with not a penny in his pocket. I wonder whether that brat of the Baron’s has come home?”
“That’s my stepmother,” thought Ella, “and the Baron’s brat is me ! Oh dear. I wish I ’d stayed at school!” She had half a thought of escaping through the French windows into the garden and running away; but before she could move a step the drawing-room door flew open, and in came the Baroness with her two daughters.
