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A town called Foster. " A moment afterwards, they quitted the house. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club. She had lost it. There was a tearing sound as the canvas gave way, and the precious portrait ripped apart as the top of the Frenchman’s head came through it. “One can’t tell. The young man entered into a lively little war of words with a yellow-haired young person near the door. And now you know.
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