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He looked exactly as she had dreamed him, handsome, rigidly dressed in a black suit, his hair still half gray, his eyes green and flashing like a cat’s. ‘But it is not on the horse at all, Jacques. Seizing her hand he covered it with kisses. ” For a moment or two he did not speak. But escape to where? She thought of the ships that sailed from the peninsulas to hot deserts where spices were traded.
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