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Sheppard looked fixedly at him, as if she would penetrate the gloomy depth of his soul. She loved to be told to do things. ‘By traitors I am surrounded!’ ‘Stop talking utter twaddle,’ ordered Roding, marching up to the desk. He pulled down a chair to her left.
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