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‘But she will not shoot you,’ Melusine told him flatly. ‘I escape from a fate entirely misérable, you understand. Water poured into her eyes, nose, and mouth in a torrent from which she had to turn and wheeze. But he seized the chance to entrap her fingers, fan and all, and look deeply into her eyes. I struck him across the mouth, and across the eyes. Diane Vorsack tried to disguise the fact that she was livid, her daughter’s buffoonery having driven off the prestigious dinner guests before the after-dinner drinks could be served. ‘Well?’ he uttered between heavy breaths.
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