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“Persistence does pay off, mademoiselle, but do take care. It would be a terrible shame to spoil those pretty, dark locks.”

She managed somehow not to start at the voice sounding directly behind her, and turned to shoot him an evil glare, at the same time catching a whiff of burning hair. Jerking back in alarm, she banged her head on the chimney ledge, sat down abruptly, and rubbed the injured spot. “You clumsy, bumbling hulk of a man. What are you doing, sneaking up on me like that?”

He snorted, half-laughter, half-derision. “Call me bumbling if you will, I am not the one who banged my noggin. Have you always been a clumsy little wench, or is it my nearness that makes you nervous?” Bending slightly, he touched the knot which had raised on her scalp. “It’s a wonder you’ve survived out here so long. Lucky for you that I came along when I did. Otherwise you’d likely manage to maim yourself for life

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