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‘You the fellow Gerald spoke to?’ Kimble flushed beetroot, and Melusine had a flash of insight. The dress was her mother's, and she was wearing it to save a little extra money. ” Ann Veronica listened with her eyes on the fire. Under her feet lay intricate mosaics, and each warm hall was festooned in tapestries. . No police officers or lurking storms were anywhere in sight.
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