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The G. ’ The captain shook his head. His foot tapped impatiently, and he took up the papers. ’ Melusine looked from his coarse red features to the pistol, and froze inside as she recognised his intention. Sheila pounded the kitchen table, causing the bell jar with the silk flowers to tip over and roll to the floor. Who was he to tread on her dreams? She had heroworshipped an unscrupulous adventurer, who had not hesitated to impose on her youth and her ignorance. ‘Read that,’ and threw the telegram at me, so that it went into the tureen.
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