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’ ‘Oh, peste,’ exclaimed Melusine crossly. “She must look forward to Italy. " "I don't know," said McClintock. Then go and fetch this daughter of yourn. She donned her fuzzy slippers and traipsed downstairs, the welcoming smell of coffee beckoning her, the sound of Looney Toons music barely audible from the television set. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently. No doubt that was due to his helplessness. Perhaps the Parisian atmosphere had affected him.
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