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Before she passed out she turned and faced Sir John. “Hey, Mike. ‘I know what it means, numbskull! Didn’t spend years in the confounded country without picking up some of their infernal tongue. I'm nearly nabbing you. A sophisticated woman would have translated the tone as a caress. Perhaps it was loneliness.
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