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"Getting what?" asks the duchess, somewhat taken aback. To Ridgway, the under-gardener, he willed three hundred pounds, "as some small compensation for the evil done to him," so runs the document, written in a distinct but trembling hand. And then follow one or two bequests to those friends he had left in Australia and some to the few from whom he had received kindness in colder England. "Who on earth are you speaking to?" says Geoffrey..
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