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He relayed many details of the location and the beautiful rivers of her home, a subject she never tired of. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. If only she had thought to plunge the scissors into her own heart! Hoddy … to return and find her either gone or dead! But even as the Wastrel's arms gathered her, there came the sound of hurrying steps on the veranda. The female’s words caught at his attention, and he no longer heard what the young Poussaint girl was saying to him. "Who are the others?" "Let me see.
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