Some of the delicate colour which the afternoon walk had brought into her cheeks had already returned. ” Michelle extracted another cigarette from her jacket and handed Lucy the lighter. The man’s hand flashed out, but immediately afterwards an oath and a cry of pain broke from his lips. It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. ’ ‘That depends, that does,’ said Trodger guardedly. She has already forgotten it.
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