So, here he was, on the last lap of middle age, in China, having missed all the thrills in life except one—the war against Death. The two young fools laughed until they cried. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. 7 or obtain permission for the use of the work and the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark as set forth in paragraphs 1. ’ ‘She is no longer a mystery,’ Gerald said. “I mean to go to that dance!” she blubbered. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. Even now she was dazed.
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