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Unconscious that his movements were watched, Shotbolt, meanwhile, hastened towards Wych Street. And the bedchamber, for which Melusine instantly headed, was almost bright. All her protests seemed stifled before she could find words to utter them. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself.
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