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It wailed at Lucy, chubby arms reaching towards her, pleading. In her case the barrier was not selfishness but the perception that her interest would be misinterpreted, naturally. I wasn’t. ‘First I must see Jacques, and—’ ‘No need for that,’ intervened Roding, grasping her arm and trying to drag her to the door. Another day of nonsuccess would mean many disagreeable things. Absolutely.
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