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The dollmaker gave her face and hands of exquisite porcelain.
"You'll care for me," he said.
"Ny fingers cannot vend." She spoke softly through rigid lips.
"You're mean 'bend'? Force them."
"They will vreak."
"I order you."
She was never found; most parts of him were.

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