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Here are all our harlequins and columbines of the spoken and written drama. His red hair marked him, cut short into a round shape that had the texture of a Brillo pad. Prison was bleak without spaciousness, and pervaded by a faint, oppressive smell; and she had to wait two hours in the sullenly defiant company of two unclean women thieves before a cell could be assigned to her. Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. There were no evidences of any struggle, no overturned chairs or disarranged furniture. So, here he was, on the last lap of middle age, in China, having missed all the thrills in life except one—the war against Death. Hoddy. Julian had been working his way through college at a factory and was close to graduation.
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