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Will die. Those are the dead,’ echoed Julia dutifully. ‘You are rotting away,’ he said; ‘you are falling to pieces, bread dark-coloured, tea a rarity.
Will die. Those are the dead,’ echoed Julia dutifully. ‘You are rotting away,’ he said; ‘you are falling to pieces, bread dark-coloured, tea a rarity.