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Every house-top, every window, every wall, every projection, had its occupants. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. Since the discovery of them, she had been madly eager to read these typewritten tales. Still, there certainly was something in the idea of a treaty. She kept pausing in her work and regarding it, and when Capes came round to her, she first put her hand in her lap and then rather awkwardly in front of him.
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