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He said nothing. The sound of her flying feet brought Gerald leaping for the door. "Yes. ‘Now,’ she said, in an imperious manner that so much reminded him of Melusine that he was obliged to suppress a grin, ‘I can see you properly. His face will be all I need. E. “Well!” she declared good-humouredly. He stepped back further. His head was small and bullet-shaped, and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his temples.
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