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” True summer descended like a sticky fever upon August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that seemed to hang from the trees like mucus. He shuddered. "The glass never sinks in that way, d'ye see, without a hurricane follerin', I've knowed it often do so in the West Injees. ” She looked at him with uplifted eyebrows—a look of whimsical incredulity. Brendon went for the doctor,” Anna answered.
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