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The afternoon was her own; but from eight until midnight she sat beside the patient. ‘Do not look at me so,’ he snapped. ‘Marry an Englishman! Which Englishman?’ Melusine shrugged. She passed people in the streets and regarded them with a quickening apprehension, once or twice came girls dressed in slatternly finery, going toward Regent Street from out these places.
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