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“You seem to forget that you wished to purchase the moon for me!’ ‘Nay, I don’t forget that! The thing is I can’t purchase it, so there was no harm in saying it. Now, if I’d said I’d like to give you a diamond necklace, or some such thing, you might have taken me up on it. I remembered that just in time to stop myself,’ he explained, apparently priding himself on his forethought. ‘I should like very much to have a diamond necklace,’ said Anthea pensively. ‘Wouldn’t a paste one do as well?’ he asked, in a voice of great uneasiness. She had been so sure that he would fall into the trap that she was taken, for an instant, off her guard, and looked up at him with such a startled expression on her face that his deep chuckle escaped him, and he lifted her quite off her feet, and kissed her.”

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Book:The Unknown Ajax
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The Unknown Ajax

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Georgette Heyer
Georgette Heyer

Georgette Heyer, born on August 16, 1902, was a renowned British novelist. Known for her historical novels and intricate love stories, Heyer's works are particularly famous for their depiction of the customs and habits of the British upper class in the 18th century. Her writing style is unique, characterized by its wit and humor, which has won her a large following among readers. more

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