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I wouldn't trust a Malay, not if he were reared in the Vatican. Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days. He always followed by showering her with kisses, embracing her tightly as she squirmed and giggled. ” He crossed himself and grinned. She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing.
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