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” She nodded in the affirmative. Anna and her escort exchanged glances. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. The honey on his tongue turned to ashes. 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.

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