He knew she had been weeping. Coffee à la Turque wasn't so bad; but a guy couldn't soak his breakfast toast in it. She attacked me with a carving-knife, and, when I had disarmed her, the jade bit off a couple of fingers from my left hand. ‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand.
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