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For a while he threatened her. ‘No sense in snooping about down here,’ Gerald whispered. White was scattered across the long stretches of pine trees and corn fields. He moaned. A few yards further off something grey, inert, was lying, a huddled-up heap of humanity twisted into a strange unnatural shape. It was a letter. Why had he glanced up—quite in that way?.
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