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His glance swept up again and found her staring at him with much of her usual defiance, if a touch less of her customary assurance. “So Mr. "Right," said the Master, "I didn't think of her. Not entirely. "Aw, piffle!" he said, half aloud and rather disgustedly, as he stepped out into the sunshine. But perhaps if people didn’t like clear, bright, healthy eyes—which is biologically understandable—they couldn’t like precious stones. “She thinks that Missy is trying to turn me into a punk or a Goth. There are the packets which my Captain hazarded his life to procure for you, and which he said would establish your right to the estates of the Trenchard family.
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