A young woman with a white badge on her arm stood and counted the sections as they entered their vans. It was a dark mysterious place, and what it was used for no one exactly knew; but it was called by those who had seen it the Well Hole. ” Diane purred. I am no one, Gérard. "Be silent," said Jonathan, in a menacing whisper.
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