I've already accepted the case. The words etched themselves into herbrain. Bernie and she were ever consciousof the need to meet their bills. Better a cold shower, she told herself, than having to brush offMannie afterwards.
She shivered, clutching some garment, anything to warm her, and flung the sorcerous mirror into the fire; then she threw herself down on her bed and wept. At bedtime she brought a folderof statistics to her night table and analysed the figures until hereyes began to close from exhaustion. Her mind flashed back to the one time Lance had liftedhis hand to her. We've been through a war.
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