My Cousin Rachel

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MY COUSIN RACHEL I was in the carriage ready to leave when a last letter arrived from Ambrose: For God's sake, come quickly! Rachel, my torment, has won. I am dying. Come quickly, or it will be too late! I began my journey with a teerible fear in my heart. It was the 10th of July. I knew I could not reach Ambrose until the middle of August. - from Amzon