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‘I am sure you will. My friend, I am only grieved that you of all others should have been so deceived. If you talk of your faults, I shall talk of your splendors. Kneebone's house, the young man hastened to a hotel in the neighbourhood of Covent Garden, where, having procured a horse, he shaped his course towards the west end of the town. And his scarlet coat had nothing to do with it, as Hilary was fond of recounting, for he had been in civilian clothes when they met, as he was tonight. ’ ‘Are you off your head? Think I don’t know you’re up to some mischief or other?’ Melusine feigned innocence. She could not see clearly. He removed his cocked hat and came towards her. He looked like a French boy soldier she had once glimpsed marching towards his death in one of the battles they would later call the Hundred Years War. His fears supplied him with unwonted vigour. Sorry to be so nosy.
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