Oh shut up, Davie, don't be a bore. Manie, is that you? Roelf! Manfred embraced him briefly. It was all lies. with tusks of yellow ivory, and itbellowed at them with the deep sardonical laughter of a demented god.
Then as he straightened he glanced guiltily in Centaine's direction,hoping that she had not noticed that spontaneous gesture of tenderness;but she was watching him, and she looked away quickly. AfterBlaine had gone, she took the coffee pot and cups through to thekitchen, and rinsed them in the sink. There was no warning; it came straight and hard andunexpectedly, stinging his injured eye so that he shouted with anger andgroped wildly for the lighter boy. Thisrather greasy sheen will disappear when the stones are cut and polished.
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