Lucy clapped a hand over Michelle’s mouth and struck her neck with a swift blow to the carotid artery. “I’m ready,” said Ann Veronica, closing her microscope-box with a click, and looking for one brief instant up the laboratory. She took it up in her many-ringed hands and read it judicially. The Oriental accepts my medicines kowtowing, and when my back is turned, chucks the stuff out of the window and burns joss-sticks. I’d need to be out of my senses.
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