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She was sorry for his liking her too much for his own good, but her need was too desperate to cavil at turning it to useful account. He disappeared into its thick doors like a magician’s rabbit. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. ’ Amazed, Melusine stared at him. Never mind. ” “Apart from the fact of his acquaintance with Anna—Annabel,” Lady Ferringhall said quickly, “may I ask if you have any other objection to Mr.
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