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She despises one-piece swimsuits, she calls them ‘old hag bathing dresses’ no matter how low-cut they are. Montague Hill. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. “By Jove!” he exclaimed. ‘You’ll make shadows. I'll go with you. ’ Melusine’s arm crept up around his neck.
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