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‘Yes, miss. ” “Lady Ferringhall—alone?” Ennison exclaimed. I'll lay my life he's gone. Arrived at the secret door, she grasped the lever that opened it and placed the lantern on the floor. ‘A thing Marthe told me of,’ Melusine answered, her attention on the garments that were still lying higgledy-piggledy, just as she had left them.
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