He could see lust virtually dripping from the dark-haired boy’s maw as she teased every last note from her shuddering violin, the devil in a black skirt. ‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand. It isn’t all. It was well for him that he had taken his place by Sheppard, as regard for the latter alone prevented the deadliest missiles being hurled at him. Spurling, who sat on the right of the table.
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