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Mike knocked on the door. He regretted— more deeply than he could say—the occurrence of this evening. Michelle's home was one of the smaller palaces, made solidly of red brick with charming black shutters and window boxes full of drooping violets. ‘Oh, Lord,’ muttered Gerald, going instantly to her aid. “Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said gently, “I am afraid that some fresh trouble has come to you.
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