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“You are not content then with stealing from me my name. The salt air was fresher than the stale air in the manor. Sheppard uttered a piercing scream. There was a strained, eager expression on his face. Gerald? But could he be here so quickly? She hastily dabbed at her eyes, thankful for the darkness that she saw had come on outside unnoticed, dimming the room. ‘You do not understand, Gérard. ’ ‘Ah, no?’ She saw his guard relax and lunged again. Inside was the blue stone she had lost in the 1800’s. Rhea writhed and scuttled about like a crab. She was curious, and at the same time clearly resolved she must not hear it. He shook his head all the time.
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