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He obeyed, letting the garment fall to the floor. ‘Do you tell me that my disreputable son had the infernal insolence to pass you off as that whoring Frenchwoman’s daughter?’ His answer was in their faces. It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip. Promise me one thing before I leave you. stare.
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