She had found the mausoleum underneath a broken monument. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. Very slowly, very fearfully, she turned her head. I think that I have become a drug drinker. "Where did you pick it up?" "I believe I told you; at Yale. " A peculiar smile illuminated Jack's features.
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