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It is no crime, none at all. They did not want her. "The nurses," she answered. ‘But she will not shoot you,’ Melusine told him flatly. A shiver slid down inside her. ‘This, as you see, is an identity for your cousin, André Valade. But she wished she could put the thing she had done in some way to them so that it would not hurt them so much as the truth would certainly do. And yet it was basically a fine action. Pottiswick’s daughter found her tongue. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand.
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