Mrs. ‘Point it at me. ’ Emile’s eyes blazed. “I want to speak to you about a little thing, Vee,” said Mr. E. He was so seldom wrong. Something seemed to dredge up from the recesses of her memory and she brightened. . As for this infatuation—it’s like some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you.
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