‘Dolt! Muttonheaded oaf! Why the deuce couldn’t he have sent you home?’ Valade cut in at that. She could smell him almost as strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester smell of his wet umbrella. Even this man had accepted her for “Alcide” without a moment’s question. Before he could make the thrust, however, he was seized behind by Ireton, who flung himself upon him.
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