‘You, Mademoiselle Charvill, are as unlike most of your sex as you can be. ” True summer descended like a sticky fever upon August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that seemed to hang from the trees like mucus. Every other wall comprised bookcases, except where the doors appeared. And an Englishman, which is my right of birth. Trifle useful?" he added, slipping a few gold pieces into Jack's hand.
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