The manager stared at the empty doorway for a space, shrugged, and returned to his ledgers. It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her. "Perhaps he means well. "Don't speak ill of him behind his back, father," interposed Thames. I can't concentrate on my work.
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