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That did not sound like the name the young man had offered in the tower of the water-clock. " "Perhaps that was it. ’ ‘About me?’ The lady’s lashes fluttered and her fan came up. His heart hammered in his chest. The blast shrieked, as if exulting in its wrathful mission. "The lash cuts to the bone. It's so stuffy—and all that tobacco smoke!" He inspected his watch.
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