Saren Chen was a tall woman, thin and beautiful in a masculine way, Germanic. ” “Then may I come to the study to-night—after dinner?” “I’m—BUSY!” “It’s important. I needn't tell you to tread carefully. The girl was in the game now, and that narrowed the circle. You were afraid of me, afraid that I should have been shocked, afraid of the scandal. "Excuse me," he said, plunging his fork into a fowl, and transferring it to his plate. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all.
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