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Come along, you mad jade. ‘—and I love your raven hair, and your bright blue eyes, and your very kissable lips—’ suiting the action to the words ‘—and I love the crazy way you speak English, and the way you curse at me. They weren’t very chummy with one another but Sheila 113 didn’t expect much from a foster daughter as long as she worked hard, very hard, to earn her keep. The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue. " "Ah! Sometimes I wonder I don't run amok and kill someone," said the Wastrel, in broken English. I’ve more than twice your strength and at least ten times your cunning, when it’s needed. Meantime, every preparation had been made outside for his departure.
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