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Sydney Courtlaw, live here, please?” Anna asked him. Rows of roasted duck, brilliantly varnished; luscious vegetables, which she had been warned against; baskets of melon seed and water-chestnuts; men working in teak and blackwood; fan makers and jade cutters; eggs preserved in what appeared to her as petrified muck; bird's nests and shark fins. Melusine’s heart ached for him, but she had to force him on. His eyes glowed beneath the glasses and his blue buttondown shirt was reflected in the lenses. Spurling was in a state of distraction and began to abuse Jonathan so violently that her future husband was obliged to lay forcible hands upon her and drag her away. She had never had a pet, never had a real doll. She had behaved in every way perfectly. Only promise me this.
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