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“May I ask whether you are staying with friends in town?” he inquired deferentially. She turned there, clasped her hands behind her back and put up her chin. When I promised to marry you I thought I could; I thought it was a possible arrangement. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. “Let us walk round to Covent Garden,” he suggested. Recovering herself, Melusine tucked the weapons out of sight, down into the deep holsters hidden under the petticoat of her riding habit, and went back into the house where Martha awaited her in some impatience.
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