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Can a magician kill a man by magic?” Lord Wellington asked Strange. Strange frowned. He seemed to dislike the question. “I suppose a magician might,” he admitted, “but a gentleman never would.

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Susanna Clarke
Age: 64
Born: 1959
Born: November 16
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