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“Um, okay. There were always parrots and parrakeets screaming in the fruit groves. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. " "Company!" echoed Rachel; "at this time of night?" "Company, child," repeated Kneebone. Sometimes I think you would have been much better off if you had been born in death-worshipping Egypt instead of in the Fourteenth Century. If you knew your aunt were alive, if she expected you, that would be different.
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