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‘Melusine. A strong coarse man, and there were things in his eyes which made my blood run cold with terror. A bad one in a rough-and-tumble; all the water-front tricks. He put down his hat and umbrella, rested his hands on his hips, and regarded Ann Veronica firmly. I am sure he would go with you. Nothing anyone could say or do would change him.
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