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A stiff, formally-cut coat of cinnamon-coloured cloth, with rows of plate buttons, each of the size of a crown piece, on the sleeves, pockets, and skirts, reached the middle of his legs; and his costume was completed by the silver-hilted sword at his side, and the laced hat under his left arm. It is difficult to express these things. Michelle was sounding alarm bells everywhere in Lucy’s brain, but Lucy felt the pull of a 188 greater inertia, the urge to stay put so strong that to deny it was to deny the existence of gravity. But nobody drinks on my island unless I offer it, which is seldom. “What you have said is a ridiculous falsehood,” she declared scornfully. Everett’s gaze dropped to the papers in his hand.
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