The sky was cloudless, effulgent blue. Her mouth lolled open and drool seeped down one corner. “That’s all,” she said “I’m afraid I’m a little confused about these things. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat.
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