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Outside in the hall he paused and thoughtfully stroked his smooth blue chin. ” “What’s our lot?” asked her sister. There was a tearing sound and the cloth of her habit ripped apart as the smothered point drove through it, missing its intended target. Wood scarcely knew where he was. Or perhaps my father once. The house will be well rid of him, for a more idle, good-for-nothing reprobate never crossed its threshold. “I’ve been playing since I was five, Lucy! You’re just more talented than I am. ’ ‘Yes, that is reasonable,’ agreed Melusine, nodding.
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