“A bad thing for me when that legacy came. Her little white hand stole across the table. 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. They give themselves airs, but so it is. Gerald reached out a hand to stop her. Blood dripped down one side of her forehead.
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