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” “Bring me a whisky and soda, and a box of cigarettes,” Ennison answered, “and then leave me alone, there’s a good fellow. His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. Hill closed his eyes. It’s a sort of blacklegging to want to have a life of one’s own. Jests are not for seasons like this. So far he had not stirred; from his bloodless lips had come no sound. ’ The old man simply stared at her.

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