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. His hands came up, his face broke apart. You are the one person I can understand and feel—feel right with. "Where am I to take it to?" asked Sheppard.
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