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He barely shook the rose petals from her hair. . It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. In a side-glance—for the floor was variously encumbered with overturned objects—he saw one of his paper weights, a coloured glass ball such as McClintock used in trade. He refused. “Here, dis is for you. Let me only wear your livery. Though encumbered by his irons, his step was firm, and his demeanour dignified. All at once Melusine remembered Pottiswick, and the errand he had run. He made her tell him the core of the difficulty.
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