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1 " I mean to say, really, I am near to developing a neurosis - is there anyone around who doesn't want to study or kill me?" Floote raised a tentative hand." Ah, yes, thank you, Floote." " There is also Mrs Tunstell, madam," he offered hopefully, is if Ivy were some kind of consolation prize." I notice you don't mention my fair-weather husband." " I suspect, at this moment, madam, he probably wants to kill you." Alexia couldn't help smiling. " Good point. "
2 " Having delivered the expected daily miracle, Floote stood in his usual stance and warily watched the Templars work. "
― Gail Carriger , Blameless (Parasol Protectorate, #3)
