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\"Mom! You’re home early!” Michelle exclaimed. With his foodle doo! This carpenter he had a wife, The plague and torment of his life, Who, though she did her husband scold, Loved well a woollen-draper bold. Love and lavender, he thought, perhaps wistfully. From the first of these alighted Thames, or, as he must now be styled, the Marquis de Chatillon. ’ ‘Where, then?’ Melusine asked again. ’ No Latin? And no guns or daggers, naturally. “It’s a way of avoiding explanations. "You'd have hit it off better if you'd called her The Sow.
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