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’ ‘Of course I am, imbecile,’ she snapped, unconsciously echoing her greatniece. I am five-and-thirty, and I have knocked about in the world and tasted the quality of life. A sound sleeper, she was not roused by the creaky openings and closings of drawers as Lucy packed a single duffle bag with underwear and soap that was pilfered from a multipack of Zest in the Beck’s downstairs bathroom. ” “The sooner the better,” he answered. He told me with a coarse nervous laugh. Her back stiffened. You might trust me with the Chevalier himself,—I'd never betray him. By a sort of instinct.
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