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And if he didn’t, what was the good of seeing him? “I wish he was a woman,” she said, “then I could make him my friend. She was not Madame Melusine Valade. From thoughts of fame to thoughts of mere bread and butter! It seemed to Spurlock that he had tumbled off the edge of Somewhere into the abyss of Nowhere. I'm not particular what or where. You will survive, mark my words. There was no rush. Don’t look so frightened. Aware of the footman hovering, and the hackney coachman’s curious eyes looking down from his box, Gerald leaned a little towards her and spoke in a lowered tone.
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