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Amidship there was also canvas, and like that over the wheel, drab and dirty. The preparations to meet him were immense, roses were planted everywhere, white and drooping with honeyed fragrance. For the past four weeks mirrors had been her delight, a new toy. Her heart thudded. “I was hoping to be able to secure a few minutes’ conversation with you, Miss Pellissier. Her hair was held back in a filigreed barrette.
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