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The small Diedermayer clan was a captive audience. Blueskin therefore had nothing to stop him. " "I'm a queer girl," she replied with a smile. That “entirely English” comment was said just to provoke me. But she made a pretence of struggling a little, for it would be out of character for her not to do so and she did not want to arouse his suspicions. He heard the panting of the donkey-engine, then the slithering of the anchor chains. “Agreed,” he said with queer exaltation, and his grip tightened on her hand. The end of the world seemed at hand. She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come.
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