“Where is my beautiful wife?” He bellowed from the downstairs. ” She paused for a moment. ‘I have told you I will take Jacques. Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. “How have you been, my dear? Up to no good, I see. All this torrent of misleading, spurious stuff that pours from the press.
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