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But it don't much matter—though he's a devilish shrewd fellow, and might have helped me out of a difficulty, had any occurred. The walls were pristine white and unmarked except for two sconces and a rather colorless Monet poster that had been framed in an expensive oak surround. Melusine, her breath coming in short bursts, heard a sudden flurry of several heavy footsteps and harsh commands exchanged. He said simply that he wanted her to live at home. Certainly not a gentlewoman. Then they had released her arms and were trying to push her away. “You asked me in to tea,” he protested.
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