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Last night Mr. “Remember,” he said, “you are not by any means a dying man now, but you’ll never pull through if you don’t husband your strength. "There is a man in this room who seeks my life. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. Remember ——” Annabel clutched her sister’s arm. But now it’s beads by the cask—like the hold of a West African trader. They don’t now.
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