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" "No fear of that," laughed Kneebone. He turned. It will be his interest to do so. I'm sure she'll let me go, though. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. Personally, however, I doubt if—’ ‘Charvill?’ interrupted Gerald without ceremony, all his senses at once on the alert. You are an artist by the Divine right of birth, but whatever form of expression may come to you at some time it will not be painting. Go and prepare for our departure. ” “Sounds interesting,” Ennison remarked. There was none. He carried her into his bedroom as she unfastened the tiny white buttons of his shirt.
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