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The parlour was cluttered but cosy. Please yourself. “Why did I ever take that loan? An idiot girl in an asylum would have known better than that! “Vulgarity of soul and innocence of mind—the worst of all conceivable combinations. But never would any so dishonour himself as to hand a fellow rogue over to the authorities. “Never mind. ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. Jonathan, though a very powerful man, was like an infant in his gripe. He had not addressed to her even the most ordinary courtesy of fellow travellers; she doubted that he was even aware of her existence. Besides, I'm afraid her simple honesty will spoil any invented yarn. The real ‘Alcide’,” she wound up with a faint smile across the table at him, “is here.
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