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These little squares of coloured paper interested her mightily—hotel labels. Spurling attended him as his nurse, and, under her care, he speedily revived. Her mother tried to soothe her with tales of romance and love, of all the fineries that she would enjoy in the Palazzo, but all Lucia could do was cry until her cheeks twitched and her forehead ached. ‘Jacques!’ She got no further, for Kimble came towards her, speaking fast and low. The eyes left him, searching beside the chair for her cane.
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