Wood, "it may be poisoned. “Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek. ‘Now then, my lad, you’re under arrest you are. ‘You do not believe me?’ ‘I do not. “I think,” he said, “that you have found the real home of the lotus-eaters. She was pensive and thoughtful.
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