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” “Anna!” “It is true, dear. Did I not say so, Hilary?’ Melusine’s glance shot across to the newcomer, and found a petite blonde standing there, very fashionably attired in a velvet mantel over an apple-green robe, the furred hood framing a face alive with mischief. “Are you free tomorrow? Should I call?” He asked. ’ ‘Pottiswick, you mean, miss?’ ‘Yes, yes. She came to me in a dream. As it is, we've only a couple of ducks—and they were intended for you. It was your sister who married Sir John Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t it?” Anna nodded.
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