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She crawled over and caught at the skirts of this
white woman who understood. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and
trimmed with lace. Terence, meanwhile, who had followed him,
did not remain silent, but recapitulated his story, for the benefit of Mrs. ”
“Is my sister’s Christian name, then, of so much importance to you?” she asked
with a faint smile. And this is not France, you understand. I want to give myself to you. When I gave him
an invitation to supper, I little thought he'd accept it. ’
‘You say—what?’ gasped Melusine. Unless it was a
jewel or locket of some kind.
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