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. There was a mad musician, seemingly rapt in admiration of the notes he was extracting from a child's violin. ‘All so long ago and my memory ain’t what it was. What can she be? The wife of a country tradesman, or a duchess? And such a meek little husband too. ‘To where has he gone off?’ ‘No use asking me,’ shrugged the captain. He seemed so clean anyway, his fair 215 skin, his light brown hair, there almost seemed to be no point. You don’t know what you’re saying, and I hope you never will. ‘Very. I arrived here with something less than five pounds in my pocket. She tugged at my coat and said, ‘I know of the blue-eyed maid. She knew that to expect more now was like anticipating a gold-mine in the garden.
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