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Fetter Lane, on the left, Gray's Inn, on the right, added their supplies. Not wisely but too well. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. The effort to maintain her self-control was almost superhuman. White, who had risen to greet her, proceeded with a formal, and from Anna’s point of view, a wholly unnecessary round of introductions. ” 174 < 21 > THANKSGIVING She padded softly up the old stairs, exhausted and elated. His employer retreated into the further apartment, leaving the door ajar. Suddenly a half stifled exclamation broke from Anna’s lips. Perhaps I deceived you about it.
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