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After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. As soon as he finished a sheet, he tossed it aside and began another. It doesn’t matter with me, but there are at least a dozen young women in Mr. His face was wreathed in smiles, his beringed hand was cordially outstretched. She stepped back quickly, and her hand knocked a wine-glass from the table to smash noisily on the floor.

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