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He patted the hand on his sleeve. My will never faltered. ’ ‘Parbleu, it is I who am the idiot?’ she scolded furiously, removing one hand and digging it into her sleeve. '" "Slave?" echoed Jack. She no longer felt sick or dizzy, her muscles returned to a relaxed, supple state. David left this afternoon. She kept her face downcast.
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