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“Where am I?” he muttered. The stipendiary would have done it all very differently. Even given that he was hopelessly enamoured of the wench, a fact which was obvious to the meanest intelligence. So she built a shrine. But the figure was evidently too intent on peering within the ballroom to pay any attention to what might be occurring outside.
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