” “But how?” He was, she thought, a little too insistent. "But don't wait for me, Sir Cecil. Knives were worse, especially when you were stabbed back and left traces of your own blood at the crime scene. Her head felt absurdly like one of those noddling manikins in the Hong-Kong curio-shops. Even now she was dazed.
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