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" "Won't one from me do as well?" interposed Mrs. She set her fingers in the hair and tugged, drawing him to a sitting posture and stooping so that her eyes would be on the level with his when he awoke. ‘Sapristi,’ he gasped. All my personal effects to be left in charge of the nearest American Consulate. I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from them. She raided their settlements in shifts, staggering her kills from tribe to tribe, undiscriminating of their petty politics.
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