“Have you ever seen Annabel with him?” she asked. 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. “Yes, I see that. But you’ve got to lend me forty pounds. You guys don’t fool around, that was one big Thanksgiving dinner. But for now, I’d like to turn in, if you don’t mind.
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