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‘Oh, my God, Melusine, what have I done?’ Melusine shook her head. He took a handful of the gravelly mud, with which the platform was covered, and threw the small pebbles, one by one, towards the gleam. Oriental rugs adorned the sea of shiny hardwood floors, kept polished with an eye for detail that bordered on Japanese. He pretended to be unaware of the mishap. She could accord her father with one grace: he was not in any manner a hypocrite.
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