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She spoke slowly. Who is it?” “Your brother Mike!” Michelle chirruped, sounding uncannily like her mother Diane. Sections and pages had been pasted together, and all through both Testaments a word had been blotted out. ’ She simpered, and withdrew one hand so that she might smack his fingers playfully. From the centre of the ceiling hung a replica of the temple lamp in the Taj Mahal. He would get her to come to tea with him, usually in a pleasant tea-room over a fruit-shop in Tottenham Court Road, and he would discuss his own point of view and hint at a thousand devotions were she but to command him. . ’ ‘No, sister, I know that, but—’ ‘You needn’t tell me. Give me the keys and the light.
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