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His arms slipped around her waist as they were on the doorstep and he kissed her lips sweetly. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements. “I detest amateurs. But I had to know for sure. I do like to see old friends back here. You were content, and I came to thrive on your happiness. Nothing, however, could be discerned, except the crumbling brickwork. She had just managed to reach it, grabbing for the handle, when the enemy’s cracked command halted her. Raymond Plote would only be missed by his mother. His hug became an embrace. The blue jaws suggested courage and tenacity. “Yes, he made them all. "Swear that you will do this," she cried. But his own ferocity was less now that she was disarmed.
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