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‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand. She could feel his eyes surreptiously scanning her backside. ‘And you come to me, thinking yourself half French, and expect me to take you in. It had felt wonderful to pick up the fiddle again. And this great mellow place, this London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome and live in. We all have to kow-tow to that. Get me an interview with her. Admire her as much as you choose—at a distance. Will you please—Not now, or I must go. I wonder if he really wants me to go home.
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