The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. She nursed at his neck as he peacefully slumbered through being killed. ” Annabel moistened her dry lips with a handkerchief steeped in eau de Cologne. His patient was distinctly of a different order of life.
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