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These were the Master's body-guard. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila. She spied him sitting on his armless black couch, his feet splayed as he stared at his television blankly. Ennison roused himself with an effort, took a long drink from his whisky and soda, and lit a cigarette. Was she so fearful still? Roding shrugged and grimaced. ’ ‘Pah! Do you think I will run away? Do not be so foolish, and go and fetch him this instant. "But what, may I ask, arouses the thought?" The doctor was in high good humour. He was brooding over her, she could sense it, and the shadowy circles around his lovely dark eyes bespoke a terrible ongoing insomnia.
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