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“Annabel,” she said brusquely. ” “Girls!” cried Ann Veronica. Lucy did her best to avoid talking about it, but the subject was beguiling, as it almost always brought news about him from the grapevine within which Michelle was intravenously entwined. ‘She? Sa femme? That is the game then? That she could dare to take my place, that salope. Selfishness.
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