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Chapter Seven-2
It was then she realised that she did not want to go away. She wanted to stay in this strange colourful world, where the unexpected seemed to happen, so that even moments of terror could change rapidly into minutes of delight! “I ought to go upstairs,” she said in a low voice and yet she did not move. “It would have been a pity to waste the loveliness of that blue dressing gown of yours only on an empty library,” Lucien Mansfield pointed out. She fancied that there was something dry in his voice. “You don’t think that I expected to see you?” Sheena asked innocently. He smiled at that. “No, I am quite sure that you did not expect to see me,” he said. She felt her eyes drop and then, moving forward on to the edge of her chair, she said, “Thank you for being so kind.” “Have I been ki
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