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Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. ’ ‘Who is that?’ demanded Lucilla eagerly. ” He made a step toward her. “You are Mademoiselle Pellissier?” he asked, without rising to his feet. “And you?” “Same thing. ‘Something wrong, madame?’ Her fan came up swiftly, hiding the lower part of her face. She turned out the electric light and gained the hall. Of all the amazing coincidences. He was still thickly clad in jeans.
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