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"I beg your pardon!… A bit rocky this morning…. She threw her arms around Rollo's neck and laid her cheek upon the flea-bitten head. She chuckled. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. “What of her? Have you quarrelled with her?” The girl shook her head. Blood dripped down one side of her forehead. ‘She hasn’t said so, but I presume Valade had got hold of all the useful papers,’ Gerald went on.
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