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Dalish ud Klavan sat easily in his chair opposite Marlowe. He rested one digit on his notebook and waited.
"Ud Klavan," Marlowe said amiably, "you're undoubtedly aware by now that your opposite number on Dovenil has been charged with a civil crime and deported."