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She was wholly unable to conceal her knowledge of his presence. ‘Looks like it. I know he is dead. This is a case either of suicide or murder. “I will not rob you of your coffee, most dutiful of sisters!” she exclaimed. She taught him how to sail a proa, how to hack open a milk-coconut, how to relish bamboo sprouts. She slipped past the servants, her soft roe-skin shoes unheard on the old stone.
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