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" He stuffed the printed chintz into her arms and smiled into her eyes. “I must explain to her. Spurling, and her now accepted suitor, resumed their seats. Ashen blonde, a shade that would never excite the cynical commentary which men applied to certain types of blondes. The lips were straight and pale, the chin aggressive, the nose indomitable. Sebastian snorted, “If it isn’t that the pot calling the kettle black!” “Your house is host to the lowest forms of life, those without morals! I will no longer allow my children to live 210 in such a house.
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