” He took up his hat. Here we are absconding, pretending to be what we are not; shady, to say the least of it. He knew that he could translate literally. His chin was angular and his lips were 16 small, his mouth tiny and refined. Brendon was silent. “Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee.
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