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1 " The first thing they would do would be to open my mouth and extract the soggy ball of my handkerchief, and as they spread it out flat on the table beside my white remains, an orange stamp—a stamp belonging to the King—would flutter to the floor: It was like something right out of Agatha Christie. "
― Alan Bradley , The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie (Flavia de Luce, #1)
