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His Grace was at her side, and lifted her down from the chair. My enfant, he said , duchesses do not dance on chairs, nor do they call their brothers 'imbécile'. Léonie's twinkled irrepressibly. I do, she said firmly.

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Georgette Heyer
Age: 71 †
Born: 1902
Born: August 16
Died: 1974
Died: July 4
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Georgette Heyer Rougier
Stella Martin
Brothers
Dance
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Lifted
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Firmly
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Chair
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