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‘I know, Melusine. ‘Stand where you are, or I shoot!’ Like lightning, thoughts zipped through her mind. F. "Miss Enschede, you're seven kinds of a brick!" "A brick?" He chuckled. She had recourse to the torn off strip of petticoat again, and blowing her nose with an air of determination, sniffed back the tears.
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