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Michelle sat on her bed, which emanated scents of powdered laundry detergent and Sweet Honesty perfume. My name is Armytage—Lord Ernest Armytage. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. He fended these things off from him with the rump of his fourth piece of cake. She disengaged her hands and stood up. The Magdalene.
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