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‘I can’t do that. It was time to disappear, no more Becks, no more Spaghetti Nights, no more afternoon kisses in the park with John Diedermayer. But he was now too deeply moved to trace a certain unsatisfactoriness to its source in a mixture of metaphors. You'll find those young ladies extremely agreeable acquaintances. No doubt he knew enough of his world to recognise that he stood little chance against the word of a major of militia. The library was on the ground floor, Melusine recalled from the previous visit, for she had searched through a desk in a room filled with bookshelves of leatherbound volumes. He says only that he must tie up all the loose ends.
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