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Lord Loudwater was in a better mood when he arrived for lunch than when he left the breakfast table. Lady Loudwater ate her meal with a serious demeanor and a slight pout on her face. Melchisidec approached Lord Loudwater, lay his paws on his pants, and inserted some claws into his leg after being very stimulated by the aroma of the grilled sole. Olivia Loudwater possessed the same girl in the picture's soft, dark, dreamy eyes, straight, delicate nose, attractive lips, and faint, precisely curling eyebrows. The enigmatic, alluring, lingering smile that probably best characterizes Luini's…mehr

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Lord Loudwater was in a better mood when he arrived for lunch than when he left the breakfast table. Lady Loudwater ate her meal with a serious demeanor and a slight pout on her face. Melchisidec approached Lord Loudwater, lay his paws on his pants, and inserted some claws into his leg after being very stimulated by the aroma of the grilled sole. Olivia Loudwater possessed the same girl in the picture's soft, dark, dreamy eyes, straight, delicate nose, attractive lips, and faint, precisely curling eyebrows. The enigmatic, alluring, lingering smile that probably best characterizes Luini's ladies was almost always there when Lord Loudwater wasn't around. Olivia had dark brown hair with gold flecks, which only made her allure more potent. Mr. Manley got a sudden feeling that Helena liked him considerably more than he had anticipated or expected when she showed up at Mr. Flexen's office. He racked his thoughts while he got ready to figure out why Lady Loudwater and Colonel Grey had lied. Hutchings was an impossibility. If they hadn't encouraged or hired Hutchings to carry out the murder, there would be no motive to protect him. If they were protecting a third person, it had to be the enigmatic, unidentified woman who had arrived in such hasty secrecy and then vanished.
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English novelist Edgar Alfred Jepson mostly created mystical and fantasy tales in addition to adventure and detective fiction. He wrote under the pen name Edgar Alfred Jepson and on occasion under the alias R. Edison Page.In Bloomsbury, London, on November 28, 1863, Edgar Jepson was born. He was raised in Kenilworth, Warwickshire, and received his degree from Oxford's Balliol College. After finishing his schooling, he lived in Barbados for a while before relocating to London's King's Bench Walk neighborhood, where he started his writing career. He cooperated with writers including Hugh Clevely, Arthur Machen, and John Gawsworth while writing under the pen name R. Edison Page. For a brief time, he served as the magazine's editor, and he contributed significantly to Richard Barham Middleton's legacy following his passing. He belonged to both the New Bohemians drinking club and the Square Club, which dates back to 1908. On April 12, 1938, Edgar Jepson passed away in his Hampstead home. His former wife Frita Bisham Holmes, the daughter of musician and composer Henry Holmes, as well as his son and both daughters, all survived him.