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Or, if you must take off my clothes, don't dash cold water on my head. ” Sir John stamped his letters, brushed his hat, and carefully gave his moustache an upward curl before the looking-glass. “And what is it all about, Veronica?” he asked, with a deliberate note of irony, looking at her a little quizzically over his glasses. He’s a footman who works for the nuns and has taken up the cudgels on her behalf. “Women are mocked,” she said. The last few months had not dealt kindly with Mr. She felt surges of longing escape every corner of her flesh. Here was one that subtly mocked her. ’ It was a wait of several minutes while Melusine chafed.
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