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“Mom, this is the girl I asked to Prom, Lucy. A light was visible in the garret, feebly struggling through the damp atmosphere, for the night was raw and overcast. ‘Can’t you trust me a little?’ His touch sent shivers running through her, but Melusine did not withdraw her hand.
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