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"Stand aside, Tom," commanded Kneebone. “You heard no pistol-shot?” “None. Acne sprayed her cheeks in a fine red spatter where it intermingled with brown freckles. ‘But you said—’ Gerald tutted. After that consolations fled. His light brown hair was almost crew cut short. “I don’t see there’s any getting away from the fact that you and I love each other,” he said, slowly.
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