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" "Propose it," returned Blueskin, inclining his head. ” He dabbed with his paper-weight again, and spoke in an entirely indifferent tone. Not alone with her, that’s sure. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila. I've bumped into so much of the underside that I can't see clean any more. Probably she mistook you; probably she thought you cared.
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