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It wasn’t. Something forbade him to draw her toward him and seal the compact with a kiss. She would not be driven in by this persistent, sneaking aggression. It seemed at this moment, however, that there was not going to be any “fun”, and Captain Roding said so. And it is not at all his affair. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. He was accustomed to such surprises, and enjoyed them. The cultivated indifference, which was part of the armour of his little world fell away from him.
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