Its heroes never had daughters, they borrowed other people’s. ’ For the space of half a minute, Gerald continued to scowl in silent frustration. You are the woman I love, Anna. Well, this is OUR thing. But his eyes were on the Frenchman, and as Valade moved up the other road a little way, the lad shifted alertly, and swiftly closed the distance to the intersection. So, here he was, on the last lap of middle age, in China, having missed all the thrills in life except one—the war against Death.
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