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” She patted his arm and wiped her tears away. ‘I assure you it suits her as Mary would not. The act was mechanical, a bit of sparring for time: his anger was searching about for a new vent. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. He lowered her neck before her, and she noticed a bizarre urge to bite him rising from her mind like an itch. She tended the twins while the Clotilde was in Sebastian’s private chambers, a place she gave a wide berth.
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