” She growled. Every man in her life had betrayed her one way or another. He went on. His reputation was slightly tainted by his marriage to her mother, an exotic blue-eyed raven-haired beauty, a Gypsy doll with a clandestine heritage. This queer father of hers had given her everything but his arms. ‘Leonardo again,’ he growled. White would not approve of callers. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. At the cost of quite a number of torn drafts she succeeded in evolving this: “DEAR MR.
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