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\"But you are so beautiful. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. It would be swindling. ” True summer descended like a sticky fever upon August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that seemed to hang from the trees like mucus. ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. A little inn flying a Swiss flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. "That man should have been an Italian bravo," murmured the knight, sinking into a chair: "he has neither fear nor compunction.
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