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Michelle sat on her bed, which emanated scents of powdered laundry detergent and Sweet Honesty perfume. “Here we are,” he said, “shining through each other like light through a stained-glass window. Presently he reached out and laid his hand upon Spurlock's motionless shoulders. I rather want them. It numbered nine, and four of these were women students. A little love from him would be enough. His hair is oddly streaked with gray —I might say a dishonourable gray. Marina gently passed the swaddled infant to his mother, who sat down on the bed proudly to nurse the baby, extracting a fat breast from her heavy gown. Captain Roding either did not know, or did not remember that she had it.
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