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“Only Deb is so proud that she will not take a penny from anyone, so you may as well stop thinking of that twenty thousand." He grinned. "And has Your Ladyship stopping thinking of it?" he enquired. "No one," said her ladyship severely, "can stop thinking of such a sum all in a trice, but I assure you it does not creep into my mind now above once or twice a day.”

Quote by Georgette Heyer

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Faro's Daughter

Faro's Daughter is a fictional narrative that delves into a fantastical realm, focusing on the journey of a young protagonist who inherits a mysterious legacy from her father, Faro. The story intertwines elements of magic and adventure, as the protagonist navigates her newfound destiny and the complex relationships within her family. more

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Georgette Heyer
Georgette Heyer

Georgette Heyer, born on August 16, 1902, was a renowned British novelist. Known for her historical novels and intricate love stories, Heyer's works are particularly famous for their depiction of the customs and habits of the British upper class in the 18th century. Her writing style is unique, characterized by its wit and humor, which has won her a large following among readers. more

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