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Lucy went hunting on a Thursday night. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. But no one could explain the disappearance of Michelle’s parents, nor could the police find a fingerprint or even a clothing fiber to trace what had happened to them. The idea of this sudden reluctance was elusive; the fact was evident but not the reason for it. Presently. ” The girl on the lounge drew a long sobbing breath.
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