"Mr. Well, I don't think they'll any of 'em nab him, that's one comfort. He was sitting back from the table now, with one arm over the back of his green chair and the other resting on the little table. Together they crept through the erstwhile drawing room and entered the massive flagged hall. Taber did not leave all his money in the office. To recreate the era, I deliberately tried to avoid creating a thinly disguised bodice ripper where an “empowered” woman mouthed off to prospective suitors in jerkins and tights, in other words, a typical romance novel. The curtain rose out of the concluding bars of the overture and revealed Isolde on the prow of the barbaric ship.
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