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Meantime the spinsters sought the dining room where tea was being served. Annabel is my only sister, you know, almost my only relative. The infant’s body, now missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the blood-soaked ruins of corpses. When he’s found out where she’s staying, I’ll have him keep an eye on Valade’s residence in Paddington, I think. “Why not?” He repeated, demanding. But, as he made no answer, he was removed. She felt the softest touch caress her cheek, and a wave of tenderness engulfed Melusine.
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