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Parbleu, but I will certainly kill him this time. Lucy felt her heart splinter in her breast. "My horses, Charcam," he said, as a servant appeared. She wondered occasionally why his mind needed so much distraction. "You hesitate—you are deceiving me. “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street boarding-house. I can’t stand it.
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