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"You are my prisoner. His face was a little flushed perhaps, and his small, brown eyes were bright. Besides the table close by loaded with books, there was a central table with upright chairs around, covered in a multitude of papers, inks and quills, and assorted unrelated items such as playing cards. Whether they are loved or unloved has no bearing upon this desire to test their wings, to try this new adventure, to take this leap into the dark. I’m sorry I ruined dinner. ‘No sense in snooping about down here,’ Gerald whispered.
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