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I'm an old hand at such things. The oranges were of the Syrian variety, small but filled with scarlet honey. When he came to a certain sentence in Brendon’s letter he stopped short and looked up at her. Part 8 And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her skin. "Hear me," he cried, restraining himself with difficulty. "Good Lord!—cannibals?" "Aye.
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