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He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. Lost ground must be regained. "I'm a peace-officer," he added, "about to arrest a notorious criminal. It moved a trifle, stepping back and lifting an arm to rub the sleeve against the glass.
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