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Come and have lunch with me. She was tempted to touch him in the car as they drove to the empty house, but she refrained for fear of causing a car accident. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. He had no wish to drag the footman out of his way, once he had got his questions answered.
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