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First-off, he had decided not to tell her what he had found at the bottom of that manila envelope. Melusine gave herself a little mental shake. He frowned. Once he suggested they should go to a music-hall and see a wonderful new dancer, but Ann Veronica did not feel she cared to see a new dancer. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. Paris, always beautiful even in the darkness, glittered away to the horizon.
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