Those who deserve to die,’ he paused, ‘die the death they deserve.
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If you will allow the conceit, I see myself sometimes as one of those great Egyptian fresco painters who devoted their lives to producing masterpieces in the tombs of kings, knowing that no living eye would ever see them.’
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Bond clutched madly at the arms of his chair. Sweat started to break out on his forehead. He tried to imagine the pain so that he could control it.
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Tee-Hee went behind Bond’s chair and dug his nails into the lobes of Bond’s ears