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Perhaps this was the real turning point: the hour in which the disordered mind began permanently to readjust itself. ’ ‘A dagger, is it then?’ The girl froze. Only the night before, in the dining room of the Hong-Kong Hotel, she had watched him empty glass after glass of whisky, and shudder and shudder. I was just like a sort of dummy that does things as it is told—that is to say, as the strings are pulled. There must be ways of getting rid of him.
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