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Shari draped herself lazily upon her unmade bed. ’ ‘Lady Bicknacre too,’ said Lucilla, a delight in her voice that grated on Melusine. “Sit down,” he said, and perused—“perused” is the word for it—for some moments. It’s all very fine and all that, Vee, this freedom, but it isn’t going to work.
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