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They had got all this down already—they heard the substance of it now for the fourteenth time. He was disappointed when Intermission arrived. Her cheeks were aflame. “Lucy Albert. Gosse had moved forward, his pistol arm out straight, his aim true, the gun cocked. ‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey.
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