To settle things, you know. ” True summer descended like a sticky fever upon August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that seemed to hang from the trees like mucus. ‘But you do not understand, mon ami. Lucy was silent. Probably the latter, for the thronging ballroom was insufferably hot. But there's a person in the hall—a very odd sort of man—waiting to see him, who won't be sent away.
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