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“It was perhaps my fault. ’ Grasping the lantern, and heedless now of the discomforts of the passage, Melusine flew like the wind back towards the library, the vision of Jack Kimble’s white face driving her on. ‘She would not tell me. The door crashed back against the wall inside and both men hurtled into the room, weapons at the ready—and stopped dead. "' Instead of regarding him, Jack glanced over the iron bannisters, and measured the distance. Sophie'nin hikayesi, tutkusu ve yaratıcılığı sayesinde nasıl bir başyapıt icat ettiğini gösteriyor. Well, let's beat it to the hotel.
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