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As he entered the shop, a tall portly personage advanced to meet him, whom he at once recognised as the present proprietor. The young rascal had learnt from some of the women-servants that Lady Trafford was from home, and was in the very act of making off when I got down stairs. “So it’s like you’re a dead end?” He asked innocently. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms.
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