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He drew an awed breath. He’d borne mention of the woman’s name. “Now you must go,” she said firmly. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. His subjects, however, were no longer entirely under his control; and, though he managed to enforce some little attention to his commands, it was evident his authority was waning fast. She went to a writing-desk and made some memoranda on a sheet of note-paper, and then remembered that she had no address as yet to which letters could be sent. Probably a sick man's whim. She slept in a bedroom clad in linens and skins, walked down hallways bedecked in the most gay and colorful frescos. He was walking listlessly along, well-dressed, debonnair, good-looking. ” He ducked out.
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