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... g a faint trace of ridicule.
The decision of whether to kill Nathan Firth existed only in his mind; nobody else was qualified to influence it.
Durrell left the White Family’s villa and, to his surprise, found that the sky had begun to snow.
It had only just started—the snowflakes were small, landing on branches, on the ground, and on him.
He stretched out his palm, and the snow quickly melted in his hand.
He suddenly realized it was already Christmas.
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