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... he markings on your legs, aren’t you?"
"You guessed right, they’re words."
Herbert crouched beside the coffin, hands on its edge, smilingly studying Eliza’s subtle reaction, and added thoughtfully:
"And they are counting words; you can simply understand that with each stroke written, there’s an added count."
Eliza: Counting words?
"You, you..."
Eliza’s eyes widened in shock at Herbert, seeing him nod seriously.
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She clamped her m ...
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