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Then he relaxed back a little, and let the weapon dangle from his fingers. ‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid. He moved her dress from her shoulders and off her torso. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose.
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