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Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, invariably missed the mark. I killed him, Nigel. Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. Away in London even now Capes was packing and preparing; Capes, the magic man whose touch turned one to trembling fire.

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