” She glanced into his blue eyes wearily. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. After all, what can it matter? It was just to make sure. ‘Nevertheless, he will neither help me, nor will I seek his help. There was the same airy grace of movement, the same deep brown hair and alabaster skin.
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