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. ” Her mind went back to that treaty. The cook tried to ply her with spiced meat and fish soup. Melusine whirled. The season was ripe for mating, she thought to herself bitterly. Jolly nose! there are fools who say drink hurts the sight; Such dullards know nothing about it. Fearful that she had given herself away, she sank back down onto her stool. But, after all, what does that matter? He is very much taken with me.
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