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" "I should have opened that letter in the beginning," said the doctor. She crawled into her small bed, dizzy with the thoughts of him, of kissing him. She had always had a wonderful ear for phrasing, even back in the days of the viol. Rows of roasted duck, brilliantly varnished; luscious vegetables, which she had been warned against; baskets of melon seed and water-chestnuts; men working in teak and blackwood; fan makers and jade cutters; eggs preserved in what appeared to her as petrified muck; bird's nests and shark fins.

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