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“But, forgive me, you are tired. Most of the vessels lying in the river were driven from their moorings, dashed tumultuously against each other, or blown ashore. \" She waved. “For I know that you love Ennison. She cried out his name in ecstasy. And the rumors! You two are fiends, ghouls, murdering wolves!” “You don’t care about Fritz and Anna! You only care for yourself!” Lucy screamed, her words falling on deaf ears. “Sir John is not at all that sort. ’ He moved to his friend and grasped his hand in a gesture as deliberately dramatic as the storytelling of mademoiselle. But I must—I ought—” “I MUST talk about this.
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