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At times I swear I’ve never met a more jaded fifteen-year-old, and your lie about being sixteen didn’t get by me for one second, believe it. He used to live in a boarding-house in Russell Square. ‘Only me name,’ Kimble said apologetically. But this chap is good wine yet. His back was no sooner turned, than she slipped this casket into the box. Ann Veronica, with a sigh at the cost of hospitality, made a hasty negotiation for an extra tea and for a fire in the groundfloor apartment, and preened herself carefully for the interview.

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