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Courtlaw might have been able to give me an idea where to stop. Parbleu, but what grandfathers I have!’ It was stalemate, Gerald thought, irrepressible amusement leaping into his chest. He was alone, hatless and without his boots, and he held a wicked-looking French-made duelling pistol, covered in silver and gold— property no doubt, was Melusine’s fleeting thought, of the late vicomte. After all, they’re history in the making. How long he sat there, reeling off this drivel, he never knew. Wanted a clean sweep for elbowroom.
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