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She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. This morning he heard voices—McClintock's and the Wastrel's. The train, meantime, had passed Marylebone Lane, when it again paused for a moment, at Jack's request, near the door of a public-house called the City of Oxford. She resolved to go into the City to Ramage and ask for his advice. Tonight Lucy doled out outré physiological theories of boys and their overactive hormones.
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