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Mr. . “I am bored,” she said abruptly. ‘We?’ Gerald smiled. The pole-chair caravan resumed its journey. She visualized him as in a policeman’s uniform and quite impassive. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club.
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