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"To-night it is their turn," said Jonathan, binding up his wounded fingers with a handkerchief. Not only that, but he carried himself erect— the slight slouch which had bent his shoulders had altogether disappeared. She was quite the rage, in a small way, you know. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. “They seem smaller, you know, even physically smaller,” she said. Why, then, did he touch it? As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of sweat under the cracked nether lip.
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