Larissa+Jones

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“Do you know a man called Mathers and where I can find him?" “No, but you on the other hand, I am willing to get to know better and luckily I am free at the moment?” “No thank you? I am rather pressed for time? Are you sure you do not know him?” “Pity, maybe another day we could get –?” “Are you sure you do not know him? [interruption] Well thank you then, sorry for taking up your time.” “Such a gentleman you are. Not like some of the other gentlemen, who expect a lass to do their bidding.” “Hey Letty!” “What a surprise, how fortunate, Mr. Mathers this is –?” “Knighton. Christian Knighton” “He has been asking for you?” “Okay, thank you Larissa, on your way then. So what can I do for you? Sorry, how rude of me, Knighton these are friends of mine, the Viscount Lovington, Surrey and Denton. I do not think we have met before.” “No we have not, I am just making inquires about an important matter of business?” “Oh, Sorry I’m late?” “That is alright Morris; let me introduce to you Christian Knighton. Knighton this is Mathew Morris. We just made his acquaintance you see and he is just about to tell us why he was asking for me.”


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