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The effects of the heroin wore off slowly. She was to fall back amongst the ruck, a young woman of talent, content perhaps to earn a scanty living by painting Christmas cards, or teaching at a kindergarten. He even hugged her a few times, something he had never done. “I have a letter for him from his brother, which I was just leaving. ” “I shall do very well, thank you, ma’am,” he answered shortly. There was no sense in creating further difficulties for herself by arguing with the sergeant over her identity.
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