She could still remember his face, the perpetually wet lips that turned down at the sides, his drooping Roman eyes. "Take a drop of brandy before we start, watchman," said Wood, pouring out a glass of spirit, and presenting it to Terence, who smacked his lips as he disposed of it. And I want you for myself—for my wife. E.
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