Harkee," he added, "Mr. But I don’t wish to hear that abomination on her lips again. She understood. There's not his peer among the peerage. 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. She turned away from the doorway of the silk loom to observe. She wrenched her head away from his grip and got her arm between his chest and hers.
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