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At once. Lucy followed her. ‘For once, you’re talking like a sensible man. At the bottom of the trunk was a large manila envelope, unmarked. And then, for the first time, Wood noticed a small stream of blood coursing slowly down her cheek. A cool gray light illuminated small portions of the stone floor. Her thoughts took words for themselves. I hope I haven't given any unintentional offence?" said the widow, again meekly appealing to Wood. I can help you to both,—nay, I will help you to both, if you do not interfere with my plans.
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