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‘Sleeping like a baby, he is. The piece, in three movements, was short enough anyway. Either it was an unfortunate recovery of a trail, or he had followed her from Mayfair. Her back had stiffened, and her hazel eyes looked steadfastly ahead. Prudence twinkled at them, and reached out to pat Melusine’s hand. A father is in debt, we'll say. And an Englishman, which is my right of birth.
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