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The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky. She leaves town to-morrow. ‘A thing Marthe told me of,’ Melusine answered, her attention on the garments that were still lying higgledy-piggledy, just as she had left them. This farewell had been particularly distasteful to him.
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