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“I wish you and I had drunk that love potion,” he said. ” Michelle said. He is not in a state of mind to bear it. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. The crowd dispersed in different directions, and most fortunately a heavy shower coming on, put them altogether to flight.
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