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It was there in the breast pocket, stiff and legal looking. "You can do so. Not entirely. ‘Very well, arrest me. ” She said as she rested her head against his chest, eyes unfocused on the fading sky. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. Then his beard was of a reddish hue, and his complexion warm and sanguine.
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