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She was nearly too giddy still to answer him. ‘Who me, sir? Lor’ no, sir. No doubt he knew enough of his world to recognise that he stood little chance against the word of a major of militia. “Come this way,” he said. Whatever he did, she was bound to scream. The likeness was ridiculous. “My dear sweet Lucia. It was excellently done, especially as she loved good dinners. She was a lone white woman, therefore marked. ’ Melusine stared.
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