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“Get me some brandy and my bag. ’ Gerald dropped down to join her just as her hand came up, clutching the handle. She spoke with a certain odd deliberation carefully chosen words which fell like drops of ice upon the man who sat listening. Pole coolies came joggling along with bobbing blocks of jade—white jade, splashed and veined with translucent emerald green. ‘Something for you, Lucy?’ he asked, interrupting a heated argument that had obviously been in progress for some little time before their arrival. “Please stop, cabman,” she ordered. She looked at her flattened belly. ” “Sounds good.
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