‘You wound me to the heart, Melusine. He smiled complacently. She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. He handed her a cheque for thirty-one pounds, ten shillings, and read the agreement through to her. "I suppose I was mistaken," returned Gay.
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