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Who is the other?” “What other?” Her voice seemed to come from a long way off. The theme was a masquerade. He returned, sitting on the floor beside the couch adoring her and stroking her bare arms. But, by Jove! you are fierce! You are like those Roman women who carry stilettos in their hair. If we were to wait till a prig was rightfully nabbed, we might tarry till doomsday.
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