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‘I know just what he was doing. She gurgled. Wood's ear, whispered, "secret agents from France—you understand—friends to the cause—hem!" "I see,—persons of rank!" Mr. ‘You put that thing away now, missie. ” “Okay. As she hoisted her skirts near her waist, she thought ruefully of the last time she had worn such an elaborate gown, sometime near 1910 when petticoats were still considered hip everyday garb. He used to live in a boarding-house in Russell Square. Why do women take to lies and deceit and trickery as naturally as a duck to water?” “You are not alluding, I hope, to Miss Pellissier?” Ennison said stiffly. I am used, you understand, to guard my secret. ” Annabel laughed softly.
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