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’ ‘Was it?’ Her lips twitched. What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving the threatening pistol. ’ ‘Miss Melusine Charvill,’ he repeated, ‘is a convent-bred genteel girl, who is in all probability the granddaughter of General Lord Charvill. He kept his keen eyes steadily fixed on Thames, as if awaiting to be addressed. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac.
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