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She was vehemently impatient—she did not clearly know for what—to do, to be, to experience. “I might have muddled for a time. ‘I’m following a scent. He glanced at it, and saw the bloodied blade. She tried to imagine herself “getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and independent flat. ‘He’s already spoken for, Melusine.
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