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It had a tiny flaw, most bizarre. She wet some absorbent cotton with alcohol and refreshed his face and neck. "Suppose we go and have tea? I'd like to take you to a teahouse I know, but we'll go to the Victoria instead. ” Another differed. The blue jowl, the fat-lidded eyes—now merry, now alert, now tungsten hard—the bullet head, the pudgy fingers and the square-toed shoes were all in conformation with the doctor's olden mental picture.
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