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She directed the orchestra to tune again. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. "Suppose we go and have tea? I'd like to take you to a teahouse I know, but we'll go to the Victoria instead. You understand me, sirrah?" "Perfectly," replied Jack. 167 “True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad. I know. But what he could do or might do she could not imagine. “I suppose I shall have to write an answer.
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