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Good-bye. He thrust the smaller weapon into a scabbard that hung from his belt. She laughed. Was there no echo anywhere in Miss Stanley’s pacified brain? Those empty rooms, if they were empty, were the equivalents of astoundingly decorated predecessors.
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