" So saying, he slung it upon his wrist. END OF THE FIRST EPOCH. Figg?" asked Gay. They took their places at a distant table. They could no longer stay in one place. ‘Laisse-moi!’ Impatience swamped him. She looked in the glass over and over as she checked for lint and makeup streaks. ’ He thought a wary look came into her face, but it was difficult to be sure.
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