Matthew’s smile became more playful. “I could deny it if I liked. I could deny anything if I liked. But my name certainly is Matthew. It has been Matthew for years.” “What?” Ragnor Fell looked as if he had fallen into a pit of lunatics and could not get out. James cleared his throat. “He’s quoting Oscar Wilde, sir.” Matthew glanced over at him, his dark eyes suddenly wide. “Are you a devotee of Oscar Wilde?”
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