Edward Phillips Oppenheim

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Edward Phillips Oppenheim The Great Impersonation — Chapter XXVI (1920)

Dominey muttered, "but what of Russia with her millions? How is it that we propose, notwithstanding her countless millions of men, to help ourselves to her richest provinces, to drive a way through the heart of her empire?"
"This," Seaman replied, "is where genius steps in. Russia has been ripe for a revolution any time for the last fifteen years. We have secret agents now in every city and country place and throughout the army. We shall teach Russia how to make herself a free country."
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Edward Phillips Oppenheim The Great Impersonation — Chapter XXVI (1920)

That is why he was never able to come back."
"Why do you talk of these things to-night, Rosamund," Dominey begged.
"I must, dear," she insisted, laying her fingers upon his hand and looking at him curiously. "I must, even though I see how they distress you. It is wonderful that you should mind so much, Everard, but you do, and I love you for it."
"Mind?" he groaned. "Mind!"
"You are so like him and yet so different," she went on meditatively. "You drink so little wine, you are always so self-controlled, so serious. You live as though you had a life around you of which others knew nothing.
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Edward Phillips Oppenheim The Great Impersonation — Chapter XXVI (1920)

To-night I expect a visitor."
"A visitor?"
"Not a social one," he assured her. "A matter of business which I fear will take me from you for the rest of the evening. So let us make the most of the time until he comes."
She commenced her task with the peach, talking to him all the time a little gravely, a sweet and picturesque picture of a graceful and very desirable woman, her delicate shape and artistic fragility more than ever accentuated by the sombreness of the background.
"Do you know, Everard," she said, "I am so happy in London here with you, and I feel all the time so strong and well.
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