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. ” He stood before the door. He’d borne mention of the woman’s name. And instead he found her playing the great lady, and playing it well. Wood. “Isn’t that rather a strange question—under the circumstances?” he asked quietly. ” Sir John clutched at the table with both hands. Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth. " In spite of her displeasure, Winifred could not help smiling at the absurdity of this address. “My chief,” he said, “took it into his head to have an impromptu dinner party. "But what does he mean by calling you a wanton? —you, my wife?" Enschede's hand slipped from his daughter's shoulder.
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