blent

Blent or no Blent, he was a man who could make himself felt.

It was still rather than Janie was no mistress for Blent and that this girl was the ideal.

No such notions had been fostered by days spent on the banks of the Blent.

"You moved from Blent," Duplay reminded him, stung to a sudden malice.

"Seeing me there—there at Blent," she insisted, now almost angrily.