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” Annabel had been lying curled up on the lounge, the personification of graceful animal ease. That would be myself, or if she lived, Mary’s daughter. Melusine glanced at the walls as she sped down the four flights of stairs, and noted with relief that some paintings remained. Fortescue, with a bow. He wiped the sweat from his chin and forehead. “I will tell you the truth. She felt privileged above other women at parties, where she was on display as all the duchesses and queens looked upon her with envy as he was so clearly entranced by her in every way. She had remained patently unavailable to him.
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