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’ ‘About me?’ The lady’s lashes fluttered and her fan came up. If he ran less risk of being blown over, he stood a much greater chance of being washed off, or stifled. He could remember when women laid away their gowns in lavender—as this girl's mother had. A dry cough's the trumpeter of death.
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