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This time they would call it murder. ‘I’ll get the key,’ said Roding, turning abruptly. ” “I am not afraid,” she answered. Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. “Yes. It was high afternoon, there was no great throng of footpassengers, and many an eye from omnibus and pavement rested gratefully on her fresh, trim presence as she passed young and erect, with the light of determination shining through the quiet self-possession of her face. It ceased to be the symbol of liberty and a remote and quite abstracted person, and became suddenly and very disagreeably the token of a large and portentous body visible and tangible. “I do not even know who you are. ” “The sooner the better,” he answered.
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