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She staggered to the fireplace and thrust it into the heart of the dying flames. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. There was no response. "The door!—the door!—death!" he added, as he tried the handle, "it is locked—and I am unarmed. Sheppard let fall her basket.
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