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It was a dark, blustery afternoon in spring, and the city of London was chasing a small mining town across
He smiled faintly, like somebody who had never seen a smile but had read a book on how to do it.
The Engineers caught him and killed him.” “How do you know?” asked Tom. “Because they sent us back his head,” said Miss Fang. “Cash on Delivery.”
Was this what falling in love was like? Not something big and amazing that you knew about straight away, like in a story, but a slow thing that crept over you in waves until you woke up one day and found that you were head-over-heels with someone quite unexpected,
The old curator of ceramics lay near the door, looking indignant, as if death was a silly modern fad that he rather disapproved of.
