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Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. With his arms bare, the neckband of his shirt tucked in, he laboured. “Please have a seat. I've already told you I'm about to take a long journey, and it's more than probable I shall never return. ‘Why did you bring him? I hate him. Perhaps she was. CHAPTER I. ’ ‘I fetched them with my clothes when the son of madame took me to see Marthe,’ Melusine admitted. There will be no avoiding it. ‘He lacked moral fibre, did Nicholas.
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