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The rest of his attire was nondescript. ‘What in God’s name is going on?’ Glancing swiftly towards the doorway, Gerald saw his friend’s disbelieving face and burst out, speaking over the top of Melusine as she made another grab for the little square of linen. She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. I’m damaged goods.
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