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Comeluslapped her smooth hide and sent her off toward the northeast, towardwarmer water, toward warmer weather. His voice was rough with suspicion, partly because he was a constable, and so was suspicious on general principles, and partly because he'd He looked up. ing a lic, d iansatrinelined269up for the meager supper that made a perfect accompaniment to hismeager breakfast and meager dinner.
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