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” “Coffee! Bah!” The newcomer picked her way across the floor with daintily uplifted skirts, and subsided into a deck chair of stretched canvas. Then for the first time she was conscious of an unaccountable and terrifying sensation. His build was medium, he would never 5 tower over his peers, yet his shoulders were broadening, betrayed by an undeveloped set of pectoral muscles underneath his button-down shirt that she could tell frustrated him. Every drop of blood in her body glowed and expanded. ” “What?” “That’s the devil of it!” “Devil of what?. “Indeed,” she said, “it was very fortunate that I should have met you this afternoon.
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