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It’s these damned novels. Did he track her? She was unaware if he did. “I wonder,” she murmured to herself, “if this is the beginning. " "Not now, my love—not now," entreated Wood. " Jonathan raised his bludgeon, but controlled himself by a powerful effort. Courtlaw sat with folded arms. Answering him was agonizing.

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