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org. He was standing up with the telegram crumpled in his hand. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had. Pancras,” she directed, promptly. ” She had no way of retaliating, so she made a decision. Turning now, and running down the terrace. The low ceiling made him seem abnormally tall. “It’s because I mean to send it back altogether,” she said. My heart cannot take it. “Does he ever ask about me?” She asked, feeling like a cuckolded old maid. linked image back linked image back MADEMOISELLE AT ARMS Elizabeth Bailey © 2011 by Elizabeth Bailey All rights reserved.
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