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She cursed the treachery of memory, its frailty and spottiness. “I won’t pretend,” he said, “that this is an accident. Her eyes still had the fevered glow of sickness, yet she seemed in perfect health. ‘Kill him? Oh. I've destroyed my only chance. In truth, she had been quite glad to lose the argument about remaining while the bullet was dug out of Jack’s side.
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