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"That he couldn't choose any one so agreeable to me. 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. On your own. She told us that it was a disguise. Promise me that you’ll contact the police if she ever calls you on the phone, or worse, shows up at your school. He was brooding over her, she could sense it, and the shadowy circles around his lovely dark eyes bespoke a terrible ongoing insomnia.
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