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- Death stood over Mort, sword in one hand and Mort's own lifetimer in the other.
- YOU DON'T KNOW HOW SORRY THIS MAKES ME, he said.
- 'I might,' said Mort.
- Death looked up, and looked straight at Susan. His eye sockets flared blue for a moment. Susan tried to press herself into the shadows. He looked back down at Mort for a moment, and then at Ysabell, and then back at Susan, and then back down at Mort. And laughed.
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- Soul Music - p98
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